ABOUT A BLIND GUY GOING OUT HAD NOTHING TO LIVE FOR AND KILLS HIMSELF, THEN GOES TO WERE HE THINKS IS HEAVEN BUT REALLY HE IS IN HELL, AND HE TURNS INTO A DEMAN CAUSE HES SATINS SON, AND HE GOES BACK ON TO EARTH, BUT DSCISE AS A PERSON AND IS MENT TO MESS THINGS UP….
THE RED SON…
A MAN WAS TRAVELING WITH SIGHT THAT HE LOST,
HE HAD A JOURNEY A LIFE WITH OUT A COST,
HE BURIED HIS PAST, HE MOVED A HEAD,
A BURN LIVER AND SEVERED HEAD,
A METAPHOR IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN,
A MANS GIFT OF SIGHT NOT A SINGLE SEEN,
HE GOT OFF HIS COUCH AND ENJOYED THE SUN,
HE WALKED OUT SIDE AND HELD HIS GUN,
HE POINTED IT IN THE TEMPLE LIKE PRAISE,
HE SHOT THE BULLET LEAD TO A DAISE…
A LIGHT THAT FLICKERED AS HE SAW A HAND,
HE COULD SEE THE SEAS AND ENDLESS SAND.
HE SAW THE PEOPLE GLOWS AND GRINS THAT GLARE,
WERE THE FOREST HAD NO SMOKEY THE BEAR,
THERE WERE PEOPLE WALKING WITH RESTLESS SOULS,
WERE THERE WAS NO ONE TO SKINNY OR A POUCH OF ROLLS.
I SEE MY HANDS THEY WERE NOT OLD AND BEATEN,
BUT AS PARADISE IS STRICKEN, I FEEL SO BEATEN…….
MY HANDS START TO TURN AS MY NAILS GROW BLACK,
A FORCE THAT CRUSHES ME HOLDING ME BACK,
IM NOT IN A UTOPIA, IM NOT IN THE PEARLY GATES,
IM A FISH ON A HOOK, JUST SOME MORE BATES,
A LIGHT THAT GLOWS RED SHINES FROM THE SEA,
IT CALLS MY NAME, AS IT DRAWN TO ME,
I COULD SEE BUT COULDN’T MOVE OR FEEL,
I FELL OVER AND BEGAN TO KEEL,
TO BEGAN TO GLOW RED, I BEGAN TO WEEP,
IS A RED TINT THAT FOLLOWS TO KEEP.
I WASNT IN HEAVEN IF YOU CAN TELL,
I FELL TO THE ETERNITY OF HELL.
FROM MY ETERNAL WITT, I FELT IN SPITE,
I SHOULDN’T HAVE TURNED IN TO THE LIGHT.
I HAVE NOTHING TO TURN OFF THE LIGHT, I HAVE NO SWITCH,
ONE THING I LEARNED, PAY BACK IS A BITCH.
I AM BACK ON TO THE EARTH IN A DESCISE UNCLEAR,
I CAN SEE MY TRUE SELF ONLY IN A MIRROR,
I MAY BE YOUR FRIEND, I MAY BE YOUR NEIGHBOR,
ONE THING IM NOT IS YOUR SAVER,
ILL TOUCHIER YOUR SOUL, AND STEAL YOUR BREATH,
ILL MAKE YOU HAVE AN ENDLESS DEATH…
LOVE ALWAYS
THE SON OF SATIN
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