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Dec 2016
Angry child from a motherly beast, she went to hell and came back with me.

Still born bred from his seed, that devil pulled out for fear of me.

The future he, he must have seen. Born with his ***** and horns for teeth.

I walk this earth no one knows me. Son of the destroyer who fights to be free.

I, I made momma bleed
So, so much evil in me
I, I made momma bleed
So, so much evil in me

Angry child from a motherly beast. She went to hell and came back with me.

I'm your worst nightmare, in your sleep you'll scream. You won't wake up when you dream of me.

All of my flock are soldiers of deep. Born from the woman who spread for me.

I'm not the anti-christ I'm a new breed. The Devils born and motherly beast.

My, my demons flee
They, all run from me
My, my demons flee
They, all run from me

Angry child from a motherly beast. She went to hell and came back with me.

That father devil he can't control me. My fire burns him from deep beneath.

I'm not his child, I'm a god of the streets. My strength comes from my motherly beast.

Out of my world, my mother's and me. The proud son of that motherly beast.

Out, that devil flees
He, he runs from me
Out, that devil flees
He, he runs from me
He runs from me
He runs from me
When you feel as if an uncontrollable force aka "the devil" aka ptsd, if you believe in good vs evil, tries to control you but you are strong enough to expel it from who you are.
Written by
Jonathan L
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   christiana
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