I was born in the 'light'.
A light produced by 5 feet tall mirrors.
 But my shadow was faster ,
and it soon taught me,
these lights shined on to me,
 are shadows with colors,
an art, a paint job of the cult.
But I preferred my shadow to disappear
 in light of the stars.
Where I found my true destiny
The rhythm of my heart,
Marching for what is right.

I've written about loving someone,
But I'm not in love with anyone.
Why do you write lies, you ask.
Coming up with poems is such a simple task!

I hate when people say this.
I'm sorry, it's true.
I do write lies,
But it's all for you!

I write poems for the public,
Not for me!
You may say it's all a hoax,
It's true you see!

Some things are lies,
Some things are true,
But in the end,
It's all for you!

Soul: ( to the self)
If you'd just let me in
you'd know what I've been
through, on and in
lower a bit that chin

Desires need be kept within
silent stay, don't you grin
nothing heard, dropped a pin?
Remember these just to begin

(Devil) Deceiver: (to the self)
Know that's you, you're the king
above your head lies no string
Evil? What's that a thing
There's no bad luck to bring

What keeps you so running
know that he's bluffing
he ain't that cunning
See, the dark's quite stunning

Soul:
Graspeth, the light before ye fall
the boogy knows how to crawl
before makes he dark the hall
Hurry! answer the Devine's call

(Deceiver) Manipulator:
What? the dope's back again
manipulating you to refrain
being dug under my crane
Apologies, allow me to start again

I know everything
and even more,
all your knowledge
I will absorb.

I fooled the devil
and god as well.
I escaped from heaven
and the fires of hell.

On earth my heart will always be
Though why it's so I cannot see