people say they cry the tears of a clown
when they are alone
but when i cry
i cry the tears of a person
with no soul
screeching, burning, painful cries
for i have sold my soul to
a god who has chosen to
cast me down to hell
with him
for the sins that i have
chosen to commit
and
i shall burn in hell
through pain and agony,
begging for my life as it burns to ashes
and crumbles away
as if i never where born
i've sold my soul
to be what some people
call the impossible,
the devils child
born from his
demon seed,
for i am different
i chose to be imperfect
and with pride i
pay for
all i have done
i chose this path
to hell
and thats where i will
remain.
not alone for i am not
the only one who has sold
my soul to this
god of broken dreams
there are many others
who lay under me
burning,
but with that i will
stand
with pride for i do not
shed a tear,
and i do not know fear,
and
i am not afraid
of what i have become
A SINNER.
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