The Piano Player/by:Haunted Lunacy

The piano player sat alone amongst 
the grass and trees.
He cracked his knuckles and placed
his fingers upon the broken keys.
He gave a sigh and shed a tear as he 
slowly began to play,
And all the trees within the forest 
they did begin to sway.
The darkest melody began to rise,
and ride upon the wind,
Carried to the ears of angels to
remind them of their sins.
Come bring me your broken souls
the piano player sang,
And one by one the angels came,
to purify their name.
Removing his hat to reveal his horns,
the piano player grinned.
they had fallen into his trap for he 
was never their friend.
He reached out his hand and took 
their souls, each and every one.
He trapped them all inside his piano,
his work here was now done.
So if you hear his beautiful music,
deep inside your dreams,
Cover your ears, for it is the sound 
of dying angel screams.

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