Concocting and dancing around the fire.
To stir up my angels you thought expired.
Divine puppetmasters I gravely admire.
Performing my deeds then to quietly retire.
Twisted and baffled, you're stuck in my spell. To personally invite you to your own private hell. These lies and insults you're trying to yell. Unheard, forgotten, and thrown down the well.
I'm hurting inside, our love is untrue.
Anger within me and out to get you.
Spirit guides waiting for their heavenly cue. Revenge is the motive, I'm nobody's fool.
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