Hatred and Love Sculpted into One
The Demons within Me
The Treacherous Sun
My arms Feel Week
Cannot Escape these Bars
Imprisoning Me
Putting Salt in these Scars
Love me Tender
Love me Sweet
Get Away from Me
You Pathetic Sack of Meat
Here Stands a Stone Wall
That was built through Hesitation
Negates the Potential to Love
Behold my Demonic Creation
The Wall it protects me
From all who would Sin
Yet it often rejects me
There is no Way to Win
Love me now
Love me later
Against your own will
To my Needs you shall cater
If the Best of Intentions
Should Wander Astray
Demonic Possession
Infernal Delay
And when these Intentions
Do Wander Astray
Divine Intervention
Eternal Decay