Bluer Skies

You find your joy in the storms you create, the pain you cause and the lives you destroy This world is no more than your emotional playground, The souls of men are your favorite toy You play your games which have no rules Making puppets of men who serve as your fools I’ve studied your ways and learned them well No angel from heaven you’re a demon from hell You’ve had your fun with my lessons learned Now I’m free from your grasp and the table’s turned I see the truth with much wiser eyes And since moved on to bluer sky’s