I'm happy with this euphoria
stop, roll and shake off the avalanche.
break down a system of lies
give way to suicide
I got the devil on my shoulder
horns. fire and all.
callin me a liar?
because he captured my soul.
Fed it to a hydra
she dressed in black
tossed over her shoulder
in a burlap sack.
Waited for hours
that quickly became days
sight became blurry
was in a southern blaze.
woke next week in a sauna
ash all over my face
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