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Hell Hath No Fury

hell's present don't you remember? the game they played as addictive as it was Set this off surrounded by demons here playing the same game did you forget something? remember me? your hell hath no fury not anymore the devil ran for the door gone into hiding full well knowing it would be a cold day in hell before he went back convinced you he doesn't exist and even though i took over his hell the joke i killed them with was ice cold Being the devil's devil i wonder if he knows i know he's here hell hath no fury not anymore the game we play to set this off one by one the secret grows eventually driving the devil to confession something any good devil knows the look on the pope's face consequently amazed never had any clue who the devil was hell hath no fury not anymore every single penny, nickel and dime every one dollar and two dollar coin every five dollar bill has now become mine let's become greedy together their souls know they barely made it out alive paying me for my time something you can't seem to afford take this all away for you, the root of all evil the game they keep playing disguised as angels around the devil i haunt one by one in the right order about to blow the devil's mind hell hath no fury the devil already knows hell hath no fury sliding my marbles with my spoons the game they play around their devil something they did to themselves being the devil's devil self righteous meaning of life you did this to yourself sorry you didn't see the train coming you can have it back it's all gonna be yours

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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