Picture Of Dorian Gray

Staring at the one, occupying

the picture, both envy and hate

got a grip on me. Time wouldn't

fade the lines of his face.

Admired and lusted after by some

noble guests, as you would be kept

clear of by those who would've

brought you up to deity.

I wish time would avoid me like

the plague and devour the gentle

outlines on his face.

To do so I would sell my soul

to the devil. No need to grieve,

night is drawing near.

Will take away my daydream

and sink into the ocean

of stranger thoughts.

Your prayer sounds enchantress to me

like a spell, get drunk on my words

by yearning for this new life offering itself.

I've been listened to by the Evil One

who has made my prayer come true.

I've lost all kind of sleep…

The ones that once loved me died

in the net of my pride and imposture…

Now I feel ashamed, cannot hide away

from the curse that prevails in me.

Each night I crowd round your soul and your

nastiest thoughts taste like exquisite food.

I happened to believe from pain burden

I could be freed.

Once upon a human, dust do dust,

ashes to ashes and once upon a vampire,

vestige for centuries…

All the more beautiful the suffer is.

Unwelcome gift… immortality!

Admired and lusted after as you would

be kept clear of by those who would've

brought you up to deity…

This obscene face gazing at me to

disclose the cruel truth of my being.

I wish you dead, I'm losing grip all the same.

Mankind… can't you see this is killing me?