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The Fate and Emotions of a Demon on Earth 3

Became a sinner
Became guilty

I can’t remember my first sin. But I have a lot
But that is not my mistake. Life created mine
Satan drove me here. I am a sinner for this life

Satan created my life, my situations. Hunted
I am out of Hell. No home. I am a homeless
No home. I haven’t loved. Homeless of love

But lives. A wanderer. A demonic style. Life
I still, I will live this life. Never, never mind 
It’s my blue kind. Of a loser, noble dark life
Now poor, I will be rich. If not, then the soul
But desire is my follower, light shadow, my life

Here is a cemetery, I love the walk there
I find my life, past life. I brought flowers 
Flower to stone. To the grave. Oh, dead life
To time, living past. In soul, suffered. Style

My sins. Women, alcohol, nightlife. But style
My sins. Positive thinking, love. But no desire
My sins. Believing in life. Hell's bells, dead life

My sin is my human life, I am passed demon style
In the Hell hasn’t sinned. Not exist. No law. Just life
But here I haven’t a kind. I am alone. An alien life

I am not a human. I don’t want to be that. Just life
I am a blue, the space, the sky. Universe. A far
I do not doubt that here is a demonic love. Style

But I don’t do my demonic style here. Blocked desire
I love this life here. The Wembley Life. Glittering life
The home. Universal, this life, love, desire. The kind

This is my fortune. The saver. Wembley is life
Wembley is a life. Wembley is life. The style
Yeah. But get back to the original meaning

of life. Yeah. Hmm. I am a wanderer, living past
Walking in this city. It is good. Gives life
Yes. After these lines, I understand my life

Wembley saved my life
Wembley gave me a life
I enjoy this old demonic life
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