Implications and fear don't exist anymore in this life.
I am what you make me.
A dying Angel...
A living devil...
Your best friend or worst nightmare.
I don't have long enough on this planet..
in this body, To worry what you think of me...
I am perfect in my imperfections.
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My actions are justifiable
If you truly knew My inner demons.
I am beginning to understand
That evil is not absolute...
And that good is often an occasion
More than a condition.
We all have skeletons
In the closet
Some are just better at hiding.
For God did not spare the angels who sinned
But cast them down
In chains of darkness
Into the lower regions
And delivered them to be kept
For judgement and torment.
Our pleasures in this world
Are always to be paid for.
From the dark I feel your lips
And taste your bloody kiss.
Evil is a point of view
God kills indiscriminately and so shall we
For no creatures under God are as we are
None so like him as ourselves.
And what we have before us
Are the rich feasts
That conscience cannot appreciate
And mortal men cannot know.
After all...
What is a lie?
Tis the truth
In a masquerade.
Trust and you will be trusted
Says the liar to the fool.
Do you believe in forever?
I dont even believe in tomorrow.
The only thing that lasts forever
Are memories and sorrow
Out of sight out of mind
The motto of betrayal.
* Death is a gift.
Now I lay me down to sleep...
And please forgive me, for I have sinned
For every one of them was so damn good
Envy
Gluttony
Lust
Greed
Sloth
Pride
Wrath
Nonconformity
Dont judge me because I sin differently than you
They say the eyes are the window to the soul...
I believe they are the key
The key to our inner demons
Welcome to mine