Between the Devils Horns ..
I have you in my sight
Far behind those thorns
On a mountain so high
Between the devil's horns
Where a fake smile on my face
And heaven under my feet
Somehow seem out of place
For its you who causes my beat
Shall I rise and draw my sword
All crippled and face the beast
As I’m a pillar that carries my world
Shall I move and risk my seat
Let it fall to please myself
As I might forever perish?
Or let it dust up on a shelf
Obedient to the morals I cherish?
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