The bright red slits that linger on my wrists Are nothing more than the fallen angels kiss For he comes at night when I'm sad and alone Telling me that he will make me queen of his throne I believe what he says because he looks so majestic Little did I know this angel was sadistic He's ripped me apart and now destroyed my soul This devil himself was the dark angel lucifer Sent from my iPhone using Grasscity Forum
I take a look around at our worlds state and ponder at its seams I need to vacate this place and float back to my dreams, I ain't havin it I cant do fuck all about this shit or its inhabitants. I shuffle back, into my crawl space And close the door Tighter than two friends, who summoned jesus through a ouija board, christianity? I dont hate it But if sin was such a fucked up thing Then why create it? Yet you punish your only son through devastation, kinda fucked up, but for you, sin dont weigh in! Unless there was a reason, to settle a little debt, and kill him for his treason, But What if he had a couple fees and did instead what you said for him to be he gave adam and eve a little something from the tree To fill their heads with knowledge and all your benevolent secrecy. Sent from my SGH-I337M using Grasscity Forum mobile app