The wind is against my cloud; like a lightning, my sin to your ear is loud. Cannot continue to walk dressed in this velvet shroud; the scarlet letter I wear keeps me humbled and bowed.
The devil in me is he who kills me daily; from this iniquity I cannot remain safe – nay, not even within my bailey. Like a boy left in the cold I stand alone; how was I supposed to know what to condone? Greedy hands took without respect; now the evil in me has left no one to suspect. This malice belongs to me today; it causes many to run away from me in dismay. It is this demon in me that takes me astray; from this path of lust and sin I cannot stray. Like a worm dining at a rotting corpse, so do I eat off the flesh of those who come nigh to me. There is no doubt this mind-set warps; yet believe me when I say no harm I meant to thee. A need to feed is fueled by your presence before my eyes; this need and deed is dueled when your mortality is consumed by my guise.
Yes, the devil in me kills my soul.
Yes, this level of wickedness takes its toll.
Stood with no hope; nowadays I have learned to cope. Tight around my neck is this rope; through this dark tunnel I get by in a constant grope – for eyes cannot see what is before me. Candy C comes by again; she promises all things will be for my gain. Long are my nights with cocaine; for she is the one who tells the devil in me to slain. Filled am I with the need to kill; kill the boy that once stood quiet and still. Yes, the devil in me wishes to lay my spirit to waste; left am I to desecrate my sanity with a forcing haste! This drip in my mouth is the only taste; without love I rest guilty – without chaste.
Yes, the devil in me kills the boy softly.
Yes, this devil in me causes to sin broadly.
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