Picture of dorian gray

Staring at the one, occupying
the picture, both envy and hate
got a grip on me. Time wouldn't
fade the lines of his face.

Admired and lusted after by some
noble guests, as you would be kept
clear of by those who would've
brought you up to deity.

I wish time would avoid me like
the plague and devour the gentle
outlines on his face.
To do so I would sell my soul
to the devil. No need to grieve,
night is drawing near.
Will take away my daydream
and sink into the ocean
of stranger thoughts.

Your prayer sounds enchantress to me
like a spell, get drunk on my words
by yearning for this new life offering itself.

I've been listened to by the Evil One
who has made my prayer come true.
I've lost all kind of sleep…
The ones that once loved me died
in the net of my pride and imposture…

Now I feel ashamed, cannot hide away
from the curse that prevails in me.

Each night I crowd round your soul and your
nastiest thoughts taste like exquisite food.

I happened to believe from pain burden
I could be freed.

Once upon a human, dust do dust,
ashes to ashes and once upon a vampire,
vestige for centuries…

All the more beautiful the suffer is.
Unwelcome gift… immortality!

Admired and lusted after as you would
be kept clear of by those who would've
brought you up to deity…

This obscene face gazing at me to
disclose the cruel truth of my being.
I wish you dead, I'm losing grip all the same.
Mankind… can't you see this is killing me?