#3

He peddled glory
He marketed fame
One could not know the deceit
Deep within his name

Passionate lies
The cause was noble
With this champion
Domination would be global

We followed him
Our sadistic mentor
The illusion had won
The truth began to enter

We pulled the triggers
Released the pain
We were innocent bystanders
Nothing to gain

The numbers climbed
The bodies fell
Welcome good sir
To this living hell

And through the night
Though our will was free
It was not ours...

Now commencing Reich number three

The Final Journey

Through the night the man continues to run
A striving journey to the morning sun

As twilight begins to turn to dawn
He thinks of his life now gone

Then the demons that haunted his mortal soul
Firmly place themselves in front of his final goal

With last of his strength slipping away
He runs headlong into the fray

And as he finishes his last mortal fight
He turns and embraces the light

My Syringe

Thunder in the sky
Time is drawing close
Time is drawing near
Inject another dose

Lightning in my eyes
Flesh crawling away
Fish swimming in my veins
Night entwines with day

Blazing hues attack
Pale skin flushed
Eyes to infinity
Heartbeat hushed

Memory tainted
Fantasies run free
Inhibition murdered
Am I me?

Thrashing, Flailing
God turns away
Family; gone
Its just another day

Thunder in the sky
Time is drawing close
Time is drawing near
Inject another dose

*Please note that this is a work of complete fiction.