Time drags
Years make up a minute
It's a terrible tale
But I might as well spin it
Hate is the core that secretly runs everything, so Hail Satan
Big moths
Riding on the lightning
There's a brimstone scent
And it's highly frightening
The violet nights that make your bones grow shaky
Daylight will kill you almost instantly
Father forgive me, I have been forsaken
Angels on my shoulders try to set me free
But I can feel the Devil on the hunt for me
One place is exactly like another
Hate in the USA is like no other
Take a drag
Keep it warm
It's really just a pity
That the world is being swarmed
By supremacy committees
Brimstone
In the air
Starting to cough
In Beelzebub's crosshairs
Goddamned
I'm running with the Devil
I'm nothing but a fucking pebble
My soul gets dried up by the sunshine sometimes
Hot nights of passion in the arms of no one
Other than sanity, the cost is free
Tongue of a liar, let it taste the shotgun
I can see my blood and tears, they stain my sleeves
I can feel the Devil getting close to me
This dance
Twisting with the Devil
On a blood red stage
It's a whole new level
I can't help this elation
Since Satan makes great conversation
Come to the show
Let me invite you
'Cause the tales we spin
Will all excite you
Terror and madness in the air that shivers
I hear the promises of ecstasy
My body aches, my brain and bones just quiver
Trapped in my own broken thoughts and shattered dreams
I can feel the Devil standing next to me
One night of sympathy can't bring you pleasure
Gotta love the dead men for their company
I'll thank the zombies for their endless treasures
Company's a blast if you love misery
And I can feel the Devil standing over me
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Stepping on the Devil's Tail
PoezjaA collection that covers a wide variety of topics, yet I try to make it seem at least a little cohesive. Some of these are pretty wild. Lots of madness and death and end-of-the-world-type shit going on. I can't imagine why that kinda stuff has been...
