chaos and calm lay beneath
and belie my body both.

neither one can say just right
the person that i am.

i escape both fires with my life each time
i even leave behind a rhyme
scheme, i'm scheming
i'm slow dancing,
in love with the devil.

caught in love with the devil.
torn in the torture chambers of,
ravaged by love with the devil.

we both have the same fate,
and we thank God for what he creates,
because we use it for selfish means
only we do It for other beings.

I can't tell you if God wears a grimace or a smile
If he knows romance from death
I only know my shattered breath,
I only know my shattered breath,