A Devil
I once met the devil on a hill in the skies
He was cloaked in a smile, a convincing disguise
There was a glimpse of blood that shone from his eyes
His tongue twisted words that melted in lies
He told me I could be king with him at my side
There were just a few rules that I had to abide
But first a glimpse of this newfound life
He pulled up his sleeve and took out a knife
Drink this and you will see your foresight
And the night melted,a mixture of ecstasy and light
There was a blanket of warmth and i floated high
I knew how the world worked but better i Knew why
And When I awoke he awaited with a grin on his face
I fell to my knees and begged him for that place
Of course of course just sign your name
I grabbed for the ink with zero shame
Now for the rules to receive that grace
Rule number one you shall never pray
You must always move and never lay
you must drink my blood at least once a day
You must only listen to what I say
What you need you must steal that is the way
And this is what my life had soon became
I was drunk from his dreams,my only flame
I would only awake to be lost in a daze
I lived only to feel his quiet gaze
And Sadly after the years had began to age
I had learned the devil had only gave me a stage
All he put in my head was a simple play
And I lusted after it day after day
And for this i had agreed to a life of sin
For the devils blood was my sweet heroin
Copyright © Jimmy Peters | Year Posted 2015
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