Selling my soul and my belief,
to kiss the one's devil by its feet.
And bow down to humiliation and shame,
for manipulated gratification,
for incarnate gains.
The will speaks to the heat,
of the reasons that decide deceit.
Now the noises seem to end,
into a rousing chorus that is harder to fend,
it breaks, it aches, it breaks.
Simultaneous solidification of the meaning the words,
tearing beyond logic,
finite finished verse.
The tale of one soul condemned to eternity,
one of happiness to do what the devil bids him.
Life farewell, formulas of hell.
A. A. A. A. A.
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