This is the tale of Dorian Gray..who turned into the darkness of his soul preferring to keep his beauty forever by selling his soul to the Devil and all that did ensue. Beware my friends in case it happens to you!!!
- A father's cruelty
- Nightmares of the past
- Flattery...
- The beautiful portrait
- Down the ladder he did fall
- A portrait's revelations
- A tale worth telling
A father's cruelty
Beneath the mask of beauty lies
The face of death in many forms
Awoken from the sleep of time
A child cruel his father was to him
In attic he was locked
And beaten brutally
In fear he spent his night and days
Stored deep it was in him
The face of death in many forms
Awoken from the sleep of time
A child cruel his father was to him
In attic he was locked
And beaten brutally
In fear he spent his night and days
Stored deep it was in him
Nightmares of the past
And through the years as he grew up
Memories of those cruel times
Remained
As nightmares they came to haunt
His name was Dorian Gray
Now a young man
Beautiful as Lucifer
He be
Edwardian London took him to heart
Praising him
To all degree
Memories of those cruel times
Remained
As nightmares they came to haunt
His name was Dorian Gray
Now a young man
Beautiful as Lucifer
He be
Edwardian London took him to heart
Praising him
To all degree
Flattery...
Extolled and glorified by all he met
His pride became immense
Flattery a daily thing for him
This went to his head
All sense of right and chivalry
Did leave
A hollow shell was he
Yet on the outer so sublime
In form and face
He was divine
His pride became immense
Flattery a daily thing for him
This went to his head
All sense of right and chivalry
Did leave
A hollow shell was he
Yet on the outer so sublime
In form and face
He was divine
The beautiful portrait
Then of him a portrait
It was made
A glorious sight
On which he gazed
And saw his beauty
Reflected back
And to himself
Became a God
Beyond a doubt
For him 'twas true
It was made
A glorious sight
On which he gazed
And saw his beauty
Reflected back
And to himself
Became a God
Beyond a doubt
For him 'twas true
Down the ladder he did fall
Then began a nightmare journey
Into the hell of underworld
Where whores and pimps
And such like folk
Could stir the passions
Hashish and drugs there did abound
For anyone who would partake
Fantasies upon their eyes would bring
Dorian could, would, did
Further down the ladder
He did fall
His portrait reflecting all
Into the hell of underworld
Where whores and pimps
And such like folk
Could stir the passions
Hashish and drugs there did abound
For anyone who would partake
Fantasies upon their eyes would bring
Dorian could, would, did
Further down the ladder
He did fall
His portrait reflecting all
A portrait's revelations
As his desires more base became
Sex and drugs to enjoy
In murky depths he found himself
And all along his portrait revealed
The deeds most horrible
That he had done
First from his eye blood appeared
A fly upon to drink
When swatted on the floor
It bled like him, his blood
And as he gazed upon his portrait
Once again
A white maggot he saw
Squirming out from painting's eye
At his feet to fall
This was the beginning of the end for him
Dorian's fate for all
To see and know
And learn from
I hope you do
Sex and drugs to enjoy
In murky depths he found himself
And all along his portrait revealed
The deeds most horrible
That he had done
First from his eye blood appeared
A fly upon to drink
When swatted on the floor
It bled like him, his blood
And as he gazed upon his portrait
Once again
A white maggot he saw
Squirming out from painting's eye
At his feet to fall
This was the beginning of the end for him
Dorian's fate for all
To see and know
And learn from
I hope you do
A tale worth telling
This tale I tell
Ending dire it has
A lesson for all to learn
You cannot go against humanity
Or make yourself a God
Results will be horrific
Karma so prolific
Maybe not this lifetime
But one
In time to come
and so it is...
Ending dire it has
A lesson for all to learn
You cannot go against humanity
Or make yourself a God
Results will be horrific
Karma so prolific
Maybe not this lifetime
But one
In time to come
and so it is...
21st Nov 2012 (#)