Let Me tell U what I've got to say
A Lonely Poet out of hell to sing
An epic piece for the last page
I Am
The final boss that you must face
In the mirror as life begins to fade
I've grown my hair out,
Grown My horns
If the damned should be released
Then I'm going out in a blaze
Take Me to the place
Where
This hell was just a stage
Act
Don't You look at Me, The Way
You said first Son in just a Word
Well, I heard a Whisper just before
It's time to wake up
It's time to make up
it's time to settle the score
Kiss the Son
Less God be angry
And U perish in Ur own way...
Let Me tell U what I've got to say
While they strum these stringed chords
And beat the skin drums of My heart
Almost forgotten
But Now I'm here to stay
Hell hath no furry
Like the devil's last words to say
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