Talk With Hell
My soul has taken a toll
like the devil asked me to take a stroll "hey come walk"
through the park late after dark
everything he said is worst than a shark bite
great white "its always a fight to win"
betray a friend for dough
one of your boys you would even call your bro
make a scene in public
trouble sick
double tricks to pull
fix my soul
soul capture after the rapture
keep a pure stature or you'll burn in hell by the flame master
the one that causes evil things to happen even family disaster
soul thrasher
the evil one
burning hot shackles no where to run
just get dragged to the fire pit
have the first half of your body burned realize its the real ****
never have the chance to get tired of it
it just keeps on going no one knowing or really cares
everyone has to pay fairs
ingrain
force feed me vomit through my main membrane
frankly I don't want to be mad
so many people going to hell its really sad
but whomsoever which so ever happens to be on board
got their devil killing long swords
throwing bodies overboard yelling OVERBOARD
xenophobe
mind reload many different forms
it can be worst than hot ashes left after satanic fire storms. -TA
Copyright © Todd Aguilar Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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