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I met a devil with blue eyes, Who wanted a girl that prayed for Satan, The fall of a believer empowered his lies, He'd line up the prayers and then rate them. I met a devil with no horns, With the power to paralyze by touch, His shell lures in the one who mourns, His cracks are filled by blinding too much. I met a devil with helping hands, Which he often used for pointing fingers, His words were accusations and demands, The heat rises for anyone who lingers. I met a devil with false promises, That he made to capture my soul, It's the bait that covers his emptiness, Once you know you're following, you crawl. I met a devil with fires inside, First warm, then burning 'till they'd pierce, But he was cold even when I fried, Still I saw the love as all that's fierce. I met a devil with planned tears, Carrying such evil no drop should hold, He turned my care into aching fears, I turned my head where he controlled. I met a devil who never met me, All he created and knew was debris, I shine too bright for hell to see, He's forever down under and I am free!
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Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 7:23 AM UTC
I met a devil
I met a devil with blue eyes, Who wanted a girl that prayed for Satan, The fall of a believer empowered his lies, He'd line up the prayers and then rate them. I met a devil with no horns, With the power to paralyze by touch, His shell lures in the one who mourns, His cracks are filled by blinding too much. I met a devil with helping hands, Which he often used for pointing fingers, His words were accusations and demands, The heat rises for anyone who lingers. I met a devil with false promises, That he made to capture my soul, It's the bait that covers his emptiness, Once you know you're following, you crawl. I met a devil with fires inside, First warm, then burning 'till they'd pierce, But he was cold even when I fried, Still I saw the love as all that's fierce. I met a devil with planned tears, Carrying such evil no drop should hold, He turned my care into aching fears, I turned my head where he controlled. I met a devil who never met me, All he created and knew was debris, I shine too bright for hell to see, He's forever down under and I am free!
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Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 7:23 AM UTC
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