Dark Magician - Jon Sine

i wake up in the strangest place?

soulless town?

see a nightmare of ghoulish and ghastly faces?

that so called look

and dissaffected snarl perfected in front of a mirror

and though I want to stop

and hate

the sights the smells the sounds

just grab me, seize me, control me

the lights flash bright with glorious sulphur

the bass creeps up my spine

sinks deep into my consciousness

and all I can think of is the beat

that goes round

pulling me deeper into the spell of the entertainer

no

the dark magician