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amen and amen the odyssey of hope
a tattoed heart...scars bear the truth
a soul journey began in darkness
the devil spat an odyssey of deceit
I spiral out of control in and out of conscience
my will his toy of sorts...a concubine
a slave of the scarlet torture machine
I preyed on the weak-minded to appease my master
I believed he loved me bespelled and besotted
intricately he played on my vanity
pander to the masses love and they will love you in return
feed them the cyanide-laced verses
they won't know what's hit them
pluck their eyes out and strike the soul
they'll feel the sting of your dagger
fuck the morrow and tear asunder the flesh
then one day the veil was torn from my face
awake and I can see the pain I've inflicted
if I sew destruction I will reap hate
I am repentant of my sorrow-filled tirade
I will be the jester of damnation no more
you can fill your loving cup here
no more sideways double-dealing in the land of nod
God cut me down to size awoke me with a thunder
satan will be dragged down to the abyss in chains
I won't be taken down with him
no more dragon talk will spill from these lips
poisoning the masses
you deserve better than that
amen
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