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The Devil's Own | by Gianmario Masala
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The Devil's Own

Suddenly, our own way is done, we are near to our destination....and all is said and done and the Day is almost gone.

I am here and the shadows are hanging over me... the ghosts of my life are here to stay.....Once I was so sure, now doubts are coming and go, but leads nowhere... Now ... i can find myself alone...I really can find myself old like my wrinkles show.....

I am here....alone....closed eyes.




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The night is dark and cold

The strong winds and the rain

Crack the branches upon my window

The devil beats his drum

Casting out his spell

Dragging all his own down into hell


The ticking of the clock

Inexorably goes on

The howling of the stray souls of heaven

The treasures of the cove

Where the traders stored their gold

Echo voices still dead to the world


Underneath the vine

Shaded by the leaves

I still hold you close to me

Beneath the open stars

Beneath the pillows and the sheets

I still hold you dear to me


The ticking of the clock

Surely sunrise won't be long

When darkness hides inside it's own shadow

The devil beats his drum

Casting out his name

Dragging all his own down into shame


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Uploaded on March 31, 2009