An angel by far, is not what I am
A demon sent by Satan, I obey his commands
I'm here to scorn to all onto death
To see no escape for those that are left
This little boy in the corner of my eye runs to hide
Why does he scurry off? as a way to get by?
He thinks I wont see him, I look at his face
What I see is more than my own disgrace
A demon boy who walks in between
What is him and what we've seen
So well hes hidden all that he has become
The snake like figures lonesome venom













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