Road to oblivion - Chris Bailey

On a dark and misty morning

Despite several warnings

I lay with a banshee

In the house of horror

The DJs were calling

I ignored their voices

I found a candle

And burned the house down

The wind played a requiem

In the silent chamber, haunting

The road to oblivion

Begins outside my doorway

If it is as one supposes

That we don’t live forever

Then there are no terrors

Waiting on the other side

If hell is my own invention

And heaven an illusion

The like the first angel

I have surely fallen

The wind played a requiem

In the silent chamber, haunting

The road to oblivion

Begins outside my doorway

In a gothic misadventure

I dined with the devil

His mistress was serving

And I was enjoying

But some things are best left

Smouldering and silent

I found a candle

And burned the house down