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Love, Satan


loving you are

trapped behind bars

you cannot love her

you see nothing but a blur

 

your lover lays asleep

cold, but makes not a peep

she knows that one day

you'll be her's again so you say

 

far away from her side

soon you hope, as long as the rules you abide

you wish to be in her arms

to protect her from all harms

 

but from the unknown

you cannot help but roam

she's on her own

without you she feels alone

 

you cannot see

you cannot protect her from me

you have caused hell

but it's only mine to sell

 

you wanted pain

well now down it will rain

the hell you wanted

the people you hunted

 

you shall pay for your sins

and so shall you kin

now your little wife

will end her life

 

-❤️ Satan

 
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