When Nothing Is Free

Sell your soul to the devil make him pave his way to ring the bells for his ascent into the heaven you say you will never be seeing the day the bells are silenced buy yourself a jesus to teach us how special we are one person one soul one story at a time show us the truth even if we're not all on the same page, different books anyhow a saint who may not look like a saint, still a worthy martyr leave you the holy one, seperating those who confess killing for free and all you can say is i have a devil for sale but for you jesus i'm always free and this is the choice we make reading inbetween subconcious sewn seeds choices of futuristic hardships we percieve to be cost and benefit of trauma and time well spent alone where to go from there and how long til i learn i am better off a cactus on this earth than a fish in a bowl when nothing is free everthying on the market for the evil has taken over i am free for my maker and for sale to those who may never win me over