They took righteousness for granted
Because they did not care
Creating hell on earth
And damning themselves to eternal Hell
Because they did not love
And they abused saints who stood
To defend their own lascivious greed
Lying to mask it in honor
A deed which can never be forgiven
For the untrustworthy are ****
And though they try to equate purity with filth
Even if they were but a test of the mettle of the saved
They will burn for what they did
So that it never happens again
And the angels shall have eternal life
Because they did not care for their own shallow lives
But gave all for an ideal
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The angels loved
That love was stolen from them
The saints cared
And the devils reveled in worship
******
Do not inherit the kingdom
Liars
Burn in eternal fire

It has never been a good journey between us,
For those moment we shared never last.
To me you are the air that I breathe,
But to you, I was just a mere creep.

You were once my everything,
And just today, to you I felt nothing.
I felt in love with you,
With you, being so unique and true.

I want you to search for me,
Even if I get lost in the middle of the sea.
I want you to remind me,
Even if I forget about you and me.

I knew in time you'd forget me,
And in that time you'll set me free.
We need to end this story,
Because Love, we're not in a fairy tale.
Sad things happen,
You and I are just part of a forlorn ending.

A castaway in the island of failed loves, my heart
moved in jungle pathways, lived alone in caves,
I sold it to a courtesan who courted it steadfast
never had I felt such an ease in my days dark.
Love is a clandestine merchandise in market places
by lovers, men and women of charm and magic
mixing power and allure, when the price is just right.

The street of our evenings was full of laughter,
my love life there saw many sunny seasons.
We walked hand in hand and my sweetheart was eager
to please me as my heart was full of  love's languor
the meaning of love was still obscure for me and her,
though we thought it was nothing but love, that
kept throbbing in our every vein, it really mattered.

To the tune of Blue Danube, we would wildly waltz,
the sad thought it brought, made me weep inside.
if the world is so wicked let's die together,
and I see her dance away totally inebriated
footsteps sounded near, we lost  true interest
pain was chasing us, all the way from behind,
we were disillusioned, love slowly got drifted
gently  dissipated breaking our hearts.

As I cross the corner of the street alone,
with my heart bleeding, often the girl for the day in tow,
I feel the pang of a heart, seeking my love waiting
the courtesan who kept watching me, her glassy eyes moist,
all these days of wandering, eventually our eyes met.

I sold my heart to the lonely courtesan, she wept, received it.