Since your sanity is gone
And your body is weak
Sit down tonight
Satan is who you seek
Prepare your soul to rot
In exchange for his grace
Your mind is closed
And ready for his place
Close your mind
Don’t let in the pure good
You will not be alone
All your friends say you should
You may love the turmoil
You may hate the peace
Satan truly loves you
In his place that you seek
The rants grow louder
As the lie lays you bare
Some seek a salvation
You just don't care
His place is guarded
By the lies that you see
Dark ugly shadows
That engulf you, not me
The lies you have utter’d
Means your tickets are bought
His company disperses
As the last ones are caught
You live in his world
You live in his place
Came together by greed
Now nothing but disgrace
But! is it by chance
That the truth you ignore
Continues to beckon
From the now open door
Monday, October 22, 2007
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