Molly Gone Mental by Ill Driven Motive

From the poem, Fraudulent in the book, Deep by Ronald Allen Bell~

Formatted for your ear holes by Ron Allen~

Produced by G-Dawg Trading~

 

From the Molly Mental Family of poems and the story part of a pulp-fiction novella in progress entitled, Molly Mental 

 

Lyrics: 

[Verse 1]
Holy water will not work
nor crosses blessed on sacred earth 
God nor the devil do desire
to your soul keep or cast to fire 

[Verse 2] 
Never have I seen the same 
seen any other soul to stray 
the way you step you only gain
a false perception quick to fade

[Bridge]
Why are you taking pics and etching times for all I do
Calling on the ones I love with these whispers so untrue
Is it all from arguments, all done just out of spite
that you rip and claw away at me and turn others from my side 

[Chorus]
peek-a-boo I see you creep 
Tired of all your hide and seek 
smiles paint your lame facade
you play your games and act like god
All is fair for vicious ones 
when others dare give back the tongue 
The consequences matter none 
The witch will sleep when she has won

[Verse 3]
Polly wants a cracker 
Polly wants no more of pain 
Polly pleads to master, 
master, free me from this game 
"Polly" says the master, 
holds back laughter from his lips, 
The cage is where I'll keep you, 
till you learn who master is 

[Verse 4]
Blasphemy done cracked the whip
to silence this, the devil's lip
the child sometimes fails pull a switch 
Surprises light the pilot quick
The mind is hurt more than the skin
the blind aggressor counts the sins
on his paper marks the lines
when come the dark within that guides

Hollow be thy name, 
you've been condemned now for your sins
Shallow is the grave I dig to drop the evil in 
Knowledge comes to sinners when they feast upon the fruit 
Demons lick their fingers for your soul they've long pursued 

[Synth Solo]