Devil Looks In the Mirror
Sin is what covers the devil's skin... lies on his grin that hides from within. Evil that drips from his
chin... grows a flower from the soil deep within a cloud from hell. Growing a flower with an evil
scent, turns the soil in a cloud darker then ever... making our grey skies that we have today.
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