William Mowell - Punishment (That Faithful Day)
- 4 months ago
I was drinking with the Grim Reaper, when I heard his beeper
another lost soul took his life, slit it with his knife
his duty he had to do, as he was right on cue
I sat at the bar, ordered another shot, as he cleaned another spot
I was dancing with the devils girl, and as I gave her a swirl
the devil was making someone whole, sneaking away their soul
made a deal with a vampire king, to get back my prize ring
while for a couple dimes, the warewolf was doing hard time
I've walked with the pharaoh, and shot by Indian arrows
motivated the masses, while wearing dark glasses
I was the king of the world, while the darkness unfurled
I saw it destroyed, left for a bottomless void
I am that ghost in your mind, always there to remind
of your acts of aggression, leaving you in a depression
leading back to the knife, and the guy who took his life
it all comes back to you, and your plan to carry through
now I'll always haunt you, while you never knew
That faithful day, I had it made, you tore it apart, thats when I had to depart
a mission of punishment, your plan would circumvent
a big disaster averted, but in the papers its not inserted
but forever in your mind, the leaves of this crime\n\nWilliam Mowell
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/punishment-that-faithful-day/
another lost soul took his life, slit it with his knife
his duty he had to do, as he was right on cue
I sat at the bar, ordered another shot, as he cleaned another spot
I was dancing with the devils girl, and as I gave her a swirl
the devil was making someone whole, sneaking away their soul
made a deal with a vampire king, to get back my prize ring
while for a couple dimes, the warewolf was doing hard time
I've walked with the pharaoh, and shot by Indian arrows
motivated the masses, while wearing dark glasses
I was the king of the world, while the darkness unfurled
I saw it destroyed, left for a bottomless void
I am that ghost in your mind, always there to remind
of your acts of aggression, leaving you in a depression
leading back to the knife, and the guy who took his life
it all comes back to you, and your plan to carry through
now I'll always haunt you, while you never knew
That faithful day, I had it made, you tore it apart, thats when I had to depart
a mission of punishment, your plan would circumvent
a big disaster averted, but in the papers its not inserted
but forever in your mind, the leaves of this crime\n\nWilliam Mowell
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/punishment-that-faithful-day/