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TO SELL MY SOUL
I turn my face from the light
To seek Azazel in my time of need
I kneel on a shadowy altar
In uncertainty and era of falter
The fallen urge me to bow
To all hope that is lost
And the only way to become whole
Is to face the unknown and sell my soul
When I hear their lustful chants
I hear the bleeding screams of innocence
And uninhabited corpses bestow
Upon pure virgin snow
When I look upon their white rose gardens
I smile in its exquisiteness
I hear the thunder denounce my name
And descend in melodious vermilion rain
When I drink from their goblets
I understand my pride is the sacrament
With a drop of red communion wine
Spilt upon Lucifer’s ivory shrine
When I see their reflections
A red iris stares in a soulless eye
And the forsaken eternally weep
For a sinless soul put to twilight sleep
I commence to sign my name
I will be one with the weak
And shall renew heavens war
Another servant and obedient whore
Then I feel the archangels breathe
And crimson lips kiss my ashen heart
I turn from the devil’s contract
And acrimonious suicide pact
I run from the shadows
To a distant ruby sun
Burning in bloodless stratus clouds
I fall from my burial shroud
I will eternally deny
What with red ink I nearly signed
All that I left hidden behind the light
A dot of red on white
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