After The Faux

March 21st, 2010by demonsinthenite

After the Faux

Oh great brain washer you,
sept into my mind in disguise
Trickery, trickery
What a fool was I.

What evil thoughts I fed
Not knowing you like lucifer.
The devil wears the mask of god,
how else would he deceive?

A rotton core, a sickly soul,
a dirty unwashed mind…
In christmas paper all wrapped up,
I thought a gift, but only coal.

A talent to deceive and weive deception
into man,
of elastic plastic lies,
with substance of no substance,
you evil, evil child,
Demonic in your eyes.

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