Your Paradise
Your Paradise
There is a monster in your paradise,
I hear its velvet steps,
It walks on midnight and drinks the twilight,
And heralds souls who find no rest,
I feel a darkness in your paradise,
It surrounds the blinking stars,
It hears every whispered, broken song,
And winds into their hearts.
I see an evil in your paradise,
That comes in a laughing abyss,
With its mask of joy, the serpent springs,
Its target never missed.
There is a monster in your paradise,
With a face of ice and fire fell,
It’s web of scales in the dark of the moon,
Your paradise is my hell.
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