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 © Troy Jeremy Nelson | Year Posted 2010
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