Once from heavin, now from hell I know your darkest secrates, I won't tell I am the one that stands by your side when your not well I will be there when death rings it's cold bell In my work i take many forms I win you over with my evil charms A serpant, snake, and yes even a nun I know what it will take, and I get the job done playing with mortal souls for fun I am the reason you run from the gun I give you what you want He gives you what you need I am that force that fuels your greed I give you fame Then i take it away I am the cause of your pain In your heart evil shall stay To me your soul is not gold, mearly tin I take pleasur in your mortal sin You call me by name love, hate, future, fate to me it's all the same Controlling your thoughts, knowing no remorce There is nothing you can do, so just sit back and let evil take it's course He grants you pleasure I give you pain You seek his love like some lost treasur But you wear my hatred like a bloody stain My hatred fueling your sins, driving you criminally insaine from within He will make you happy I'll leave you askin why? He will give you everything I will make you cry Does evil exist only in the minds of mortal men Isn't evil somthing created by the pen What happened to the time when your insanity was your only friend To your wounds you continue to tend Feeling so alone, locked away in your cell Once from heavin, now from hell What was it that drove you over the edge What is it that controlls your head I am just another victum How come no one ever takes the time to know me I am not really all bad Just my good side people do not get to see Why don't you think I cry when i see somthing sad Why is it that you put me down, just won't let me be I am just another bussinesman I try to get my job done the best way that i can I deal with mortal souls But i dare not take them befor deaths bell tolls But now your end is near Listen to my words, death is nothing to fear When you great it, take my cold hand I will lead you to the promis land A place where no one is ever cold A place where you will never grow old A place where lookin differint is not a sin A place different from anywhere else you may have been A place glowing, red Only way to get there is to wish you were dead Once from heavin, now from hell I know your darkest secreats, I won't tell I am the one that stands by your side when you are not well I will be there when death rings it's cold bell
Reason for writing:
cause of people who are corupted by evil and see only greed and hate
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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