Michael Romeo Oblivion
We listen in one late October eye
The locket swings before my eyes
Moth to a flame intoxicatingly
It lures me in, yet can't say why
Are we just so naïve?
This tangled web we weave
Misleading - far-reaching
On this night - into oblivion
My blood runs cold
Now paralyzed with fear
They storm the gates - my enemy
It always seems so dark this time of year
Illusion veils reality
Are we just so naïve?
This tangled web we weave
Earth shaking - heart racing
On this night - into oblivion
The faces on the wall
Their shadows standing tall
And too afraid to ask
"What's underneath the mask?"
Into oblivion...
