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Soul Sex

It's my Soul
I can't Control
It's servied in bloody Bowl
Casted out as the fallen Angel
Spending my time in Limbo
It's hell of a place to Go..
When you have no soul
Your nothing but lost Ghost
Trying to find his way Home..
There is no self Control
Welcome to my world
whitch everything is miss Shapped
We are Born with no Face
Inside we are the same..
Everything was the same until God came
And gave us a demon of a Name..
We only have Souls
For God's Control...
Written by DarkWalker
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