“Close To Me”

There’s something growing deep inside of me
Blue and black
Oil and blood
It wraps itself around my dreams
Pertinent and unclean
It leaves it’s stains upon my memory
Tainting all that I recollect
A time, a place, a person of intellect
Once when I was purified
Once upon a lullaby
But now you curl up deep within
A shrine between my temples
A house for you to kneel and prey
To feed and gnaw so endlessly
My thoughts, my prowess, my violent energy
A host to what you’ve come to be
The monster that’s inside of me

– David Allen