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Devilish life

Devilish life, oh what does this notion? Hmm, maybe evil life, or a diabolical life of bad human
I am this human, but no one thinks me a dark figure, because my style is great and my aura is bright
But this bright aura is a super shield, a perfect force field, a supernatural power of my mind, soul, and heart
Yes, it’s that, that’s why I am a famous witch, oh my life, oh, Christian life, my life is full of black magic and Wicca, black diamond and fire star

Evil life, my life is terrifying horror, dark soul, deep black space, even scarier than a black hole, indefinable cosmic world, but life
I am bad, I am wrong, I am satanic, I am demonic, I am horrific but peaceful as a lamb, I needed to be that, a Bible teacher, but my Gospel is my present life
Hmm, I wanted to be a Bible teacher, but psychologists here in London destroyed my life, because I didn’t accept their ideologies and “interesting” lives

Hmm, I sat in my room. Suffering and depression were my lifemates. Then a deep and kind male voice spoke to me. He said, I help you, just give your life
Satan spoke to me, he is the Master in my life. He lives in my heart, in my soul, in my mind.
Oh, my dear Satan, thank you for saving my life, I fly with you in space, in the sky
We are always together in the eternal, I work for you in your army, I am your man, demonic-like, can we do great things in the world, in the universe? Great games, worlds, power, and life, oh Satan! give me this life! Give me this life!

The astral eye of my astral body is red like yours and see everything, my mind becomes like yours, and will know everything, oh Master!
I want to live your life, but not alone, with another life, with my love, and we will be the first pair of people in hell, oh Master! Please, please, give us this life!
I see this woman in my dark soul. She is a bright flower, white like a bellflower, oh, Satan! Do you hear the ringing of bells in my heart? Can you feel my heart?
Please, give us this life, my life is yours, a lone soul in the infinite universe,  a suffering spirit, 
I have no family, and I have no stable home, please, oh Satan, give us this life!


Copyright © Vilmos Zoltan Galyo

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