Anthem of the Fallen Angel
How does it feel to burn in Hell,
Such a slippery slope on which you fell.
Blamed your troubles on me but you were such a liar,
Didn’t know what you had, now your soul’s on fire.
You scream until your lungs bleed,
But the words of the wise you never did heed.
It must be painful to drown in your own blood,
It’s not on my hands, only due to your no good.
What’s it like to have your skin melt,
It must be the most vicious pain you’ve ever felt.
God damned you for your actions and ways,
So now it’s the devil’s toll for which you pay.
Tell me now how you’re such a saint,
Ironic isn’t it? This picture I paint.
For your proclamations of me weren’t true,
I stand in all HIS glory… yet where are you?
-brad
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