Goldust

Wicked

Goldust


Shadows return showing images of bitter memories 
As clear as a sheet of glass 
Games have died false beauty won't last 
Greed and hatred, some will live 
Left to wonder why 
Confused, lost, alone pressure now unleashed 
See from my point of view 
Vengeance for what you do 
Issues have been long forgotten 
Lost, abandoned, Suffer as I do 

Torment and mention, ungodly choices 
Act of violence, Pain in now real 

Why decide right or wrong 
There is another way 
You must decide for your own self 
The path in which to go 

Greed and hatred some will live; Left to wonder why 
You will forever 
Suffer aching pain pressure now unleashed