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Devil May Cry
Here at the end of time
Something nags at the back of my mind
Am I really faceless
Or perhaps I'm two faced
Graceless and faithless
In this world I call a waste?
I look for answers
Inside of cancers
Vagabonds and philistines
Swaying with graveyard dancers
But who am I?
The devil may cry
When we wipe away tears
And peel away the styes
Why do we cry
When lovers tell lies?
Just wipe away the truth
Look the devil in the eye
See yourself staring back at you
At the eve of the dawn
We will kill the king to save the pawn
With a frigid caress
Of the best intentions
Bereft and obsess
Over empty salvations
I pick the lesions
When I am grieving
For paltry reasons, leaving
Cuts in different seasons
Cold inside
Still I try
To warm my blood
With deals with
The devil
But who am I?
The devil may cry
When we wipe away tears
And peel away the styes
Why do we cry
When lovers tell lies?
Just wipe away the truth
Look the devil in the eye
See yourself staring back at you
Something nags at the back of my mind
Am I really faceless
Or perhaps I'm two faced
Graceless and faithless
In this world I call a waste?
I look for answers
Inside of cancers
Vagabonds and philistines
Swaying with graveyard dancers
But who am I?
The devil may cry
When we wipe away tears
And peel away the styes
Why do we cry
When lovers tell lies?
Just wipe away the truth
Look the devil in the eye
See yourself staring back at you
At the eve of the dawn
We will kill the king to save the pawn
With a frigid caress
Of the best intentions
Bereft and obsess
Over empty salvations
I pick the lesions
When I am grieving
For paltry reasons, leaving
Cuts in different seasons
Cold inside
Still I try
To warm my blood
With deals with
The devil
But who am I?
The devil may cry
When we wipe away tears
And peel away the styes
Why do we cry
When lovers tell lies?
Just wipe away the truth
Look the devil in the eye
See yourself staring back at you
Published 30th Dec 2014
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30th Dec 2014 9:36am
Sir Hades I feel your pain in this dark ink.. so brilliantly written.. with love and respect Crim
30th Dec 2014 2:24pm
At the eve of the dawn
We will kill the king to save the pawn
With a frigid caress
Of the best intentions
Bereft and obsess
Over empty salvations
My favorite stanza in this rock solid piece ... Great hooks to this too.
We will kill the king to save the pawn
With a frigid caress
Of the best intentions
Bereft and obsess
Over empty salvations
My favorite stanza in this rock solid piece ... Great hooks to this too.
