I hear the Devil's Knell and know
that I have been betrayed
All promises have holes and only some prophecies fulfilled
A garden of pain I have weeded my way through only to find
the prettiest flower, the extention of the cruelest weed
Not one tear could I shed for those who believe in a over-glorified idol
I can not bear the weight you bestow upon me
Am I simply to be crushed or am I to fight first
A dear heart to me you are to me, but not knowing your true self
It is the poison that my soul drinks willingly and
hour by hour my sour soul decays but a little more
I am in pain and you can only soothe it for a moment
for every other one is spent recovering from stories
Bring down the house, bring down the church, destroy the world
for I don't give a damn
I am dying and I am to be alone
Do you envy me?

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