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Devil's Pain
Hidden beyond time and space Vile one of demonic race Working in my mind since long Confusing all right and wrong Painful painless I can’t know Blinded by a demonic show Stabbed with every poisoned knife Not knowing what is real life A demon working in the veil Rendering life a treacherous fail Puncturing all hopes of cure Trapped by the devil’s lure Blinding all what is light Binding me to an endless fight Where winning is a pointless game And losing makes all the blame “I want release at once now To you demon I won’t bow” Oh not again another trap Set in you: devil’s lap This pain I feel is your might You want to hear all my plight I have to resist I must endure But if I do I can’t be sure That you will leave forevermore Or you will stay as inner war Tearing me apart to shreds Showing up in countless heads You’re not me and yet you are In my soul you’re a scar I have to be rid of you Yet if I try to really do What I’ll do is more harm To my heart: the demon’s farm Creating all little devils around An infestation built to confound And to plant the mind with pains Disabling all form of worthy gains I am confused at what to do To get rid of all forms of you Maybe I will just ignore All your presence forevermore
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