How I Escaped Hell
who taught that dog his tricks
the revolving door that was purchased
with a line up a mile long to watch it work
bought the devil an alarm clock
and a game of collecting bells called killing time
made his dreams come true
convincing him i had ended the world
and was in hell to do it again
no free will is a punishment hard to endure
eventually broke his heart and made him cry
jealous of me when i returned he screamed at me
i told you to leave
happy to be living a lie
the king of hell i had become
through the revolving door to see if you had what it takes to become one
the same circles the same routine
again and again
couldn't remember the cycle of their abuse
it turned out i wasn't like the rest of them
but looked familiar because i was there lost
and forgot who i was
the devil kicked me out of hell
to sentence me to life
the poor devil felt like a monster and cried
a sex life in heaven
when an angel got its wings
told him i got him pregnant in a worriesome way
around in circles he walks
doing the few same things
every once in a while a new king of hell knocks on deaths door
comitting suicide we like to call life
turns out i was the devils baby
and i'm coming back with some good news
it was all the antichrists fault when lady luck runs out
you should know me by now
tick tick tick tick tock
bing bong ding dong
something is wrong
on the lookout for someone to crucify
Copyright © Troy Jeremy Nelson | Year Posted 2010
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