When You're The Victim

Dissention, a faded white smile of lies. My chance to wake.
Excellence, given my grade of night. Evil slowly slips away.
For all these years I've suffered a never ending nightmare.
It all starts when your the victim.
Follow footsteps in which you know, but don't let vanity blow it all....
Step aside, allow it all just die.
Heaven, a filled black cloud of cries. My chance to lie.
Perfection, my rule of deliverance. Demise is yours tonight.
For all these years I've suffered a never ending nightmare.
It all starts when your the victim.
Take my word as advice, read the nineth page aloud.
Julie's Lament must be sung in the august dream alone.