The Dead Line
Better look to the lamb
and fall to your knees
for the Reaper
witnesses all that he sees
This fallen angel’s
made a career of evil
the father of sin
this black/red coated devil
He minds over death’s valley
With his hot road to Hell
and with determined temptation
will lure you with his spell
He’ll sit by your shoulder
and by ill thought word or deed
your conscience will torture
and your pained soul shall bleed
This masterful serpent
with fire of unknown origin
whose pit of raging flames
is the prize that you’ll win
So beware of the tongue
and do what is right
stay away from the darkness
and look only to the light
Copyright © Anna-Marie Docherty | Year Posted 2013
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