The Pit

I'm so sick of this paradigm, Hating the living, But afraid to die, I'm sick of this guarded realm, If I do what I want to, I am going to hell. There is nothing more that I deserve, Than To get what I want and abandon the herd, There is nothing more that I desire, Than to sin at a whim And then bathe in fire, I'll welcome my pit, with open arms, embrace the flames, as they do no harm, I'll give the devil my beating heart if he ensures the cure For a broken start Oh I'll eat until, I get my fill, From the Plate, of god's hate, And his will fulfills, I'll start with his liars, His faithless, And *****, I'll cut them all down, With a righteous shear, Then I can finally dwell with the son of man, Watch eternity burn While I hold his hand, and then just when, he begins to trust, I'll watch as hell, rises up to us. And I'll welcome my pit, with open arms, embrace the flames, as they do no harm, I'll give the devil, my beating heart, To ensure the cure, For a broken start, I'll give the devil, my tainted mind, If it means he agrees, To give me what's mine. I'll give the devil my broken hands, if I can get a second chance, To take the hand, of the father of man, let it fall for all, Who took a stand, and then, just when, it hits the ground, The heavens will play a hellish sound, The earth will call for laws renown, The truth is uncouth but it will be found. And we'll welcome our pit, with open arms Embrace the flames, as they do no harm The devil owns us, we're where we belong, Our souls are dust, And our bodies gone, The only thing left worth fighting for, A chance to die and be reborn.