poor devil

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A demon's eyes tearing with blood
He wants mercy thus he isn't worthy
Has he forgotten that he is a fraud
His eyes makes angels  feeling pity

"Talk to me dear what is your sin
Does the bloody chains become heavy
Seeking to be free and the door is thin 
The shame upon your name is lovely"

The fire turns blue and become cold
"Your sarcasm does not hurt the devil
And this hell seems better than gold
You the beings who are the real evil

Your Earth is dying thus joy exists
Murderers become Queens and Kings
You're the evil and you're the narsists
And we are just angels without wings"






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