Conjuring The Devil
Conjuring The Devil
Sorrow and grief tear me apart
Guilt infinite lost looking for the start
Dark clouds, polluted with smoke and dust
Throat dry, give me some poison to quench my thirst
The stench of my deeds so putrid
Making me go weak and timid
Noises hanging from hemlock trees
Let me hand down for my filthy deeds
My stained soul being taken away
By Lord's ever-faithful slaves
Slumped body, have one thing to say
I wish I could've sacrificed myself in a better way