
Dark laughter steps in rhyme
Draped in Satan's shrine
While I lust for the Divine powers,
my soul is masked under dark showers
the gluttony bestowed on the blood I slay,
Angels shake their head and throw me away.
soliciting the profits for a layer of gods flesh,
greed ponders beneath as hate and love mesh.
my sins equal seven
bleeding into heaven
Friday, June 8, 2007
my sins equal seven
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