In a world plagued by thoughts of hate and love,
We fall victum to these terrible things.
We are fooled by feelings from above,
All schemed up by the devil as he sings.
His songs of love and hatred slowly leak,
Attacking our emotions like a knife.
He makes us follow his orders to seek,
And go find the on needed for your life.
His deceptive ways make you try too hard,
Going after the one thing you can't have.
He continues his torture with his card,
Slowly tormenting you til your in half.
He almost has accomplished his prime goal,
To drive me to suicide for my body.
For without who he sings about, I've no soul,
He drives until it ends in tragedy.
As he slowly seizes control of me,
I slowly lose camaraderie with her.
She still hasn't been able to believe,
My strong love the devil casted for sure.
Now I am stuck under this stressful spell,
As he slowly propels me into hell.
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