Dark Magician

i wake up in the strangest place?
soulless town?
see a nightmare of ghoulish and ghastly faces?
that so called look
and dissaffected snarl perfected in front of a mirror
and though I want to stop
and hate
the sights the smells the sounds
just grab me, seize me, control me
the lights flash bright with glorious sulphur
the bass creeps up my spine
sinks deep into my consciousness
and all I can think of is the beat
that goes round
pulling me deeper into the spell of the entertainer
no
the dark magician