I fell deep down to the abbys
Far from the heaven's grace
Made a contract under the devil stare
Which shattered every last drop of my innocence
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Trapped within the devil's snare
The lust that I'd be
Giving in into my primal desire
No way back that I could see
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The Silent Whispers (Poetical Works)
PoetryIt's in my mind, in my head, and now I'm gonna show you what's it all about...
