Admit One

Admit One

There's a place I go where you can never see,
a place where the dark smells like death
brought in on webbed wings.

Where a heartbeat's just a measure of time
and if your lucky
you take your lickin' and keep on tickin'.

Hell's just a place to rest a while
and put your feet up on the way to my playground,
complete insanity.

Hang on while you wander in the carnival of my madness,
there are many rides to terrorize you
and amuse me.

A Funhouse full of horror,
where death and uncertainty are the least of your worries
and your screams,
a symphony to my ears.

The admission price, your soul.
A small price to pay for my audience,
an eternity of pleasure and pain
all for my entertainment.


Written by T.A. Erdelyi 6-14-2006