Seen Through the Window
Through my dark eyes and out of the shattered window
I see fire
An endless and chaotic fire with flames of hatred
I hear the cry of people coming to their deaths
I laugh at them; at there fake cries of mercy
They don’t know
They don’t what it feels like
To be completely damned to hell
To not ever get the light back in your eyes
To be completely shattered and burned
Like a broken toy
Who has lost its favoritism
Or like a child
Who has lost its innocents
To be ones own friend and enemy
To be in an endless pit of loneness
To not be able to confine to anyone
Not even yourself
This is why I laugh at them
They haven’t even begun to feel it
The sensation of the devil having his way with you
The feeling of god touch as he abandons you
They only had a preview of there wraith
This is only the begging
If only they learn how to enjoy it
Embrace it
The devils touch can be glorious
Being condemned is a gift
I was born to be his right hand
I was born from suffering
I am the daughter of wickedness
Oh if they only knew
If they only how his embrace
How it really feels
I was reborn from his touch
What my brown sweet eyes
Was replaced with hell’s fire of corruption
This is only the beginning
Of my wrath
Of my domain
Of my demons
I have held them back for as long as I can
Now there is no going back
There is no holding back
Life as we knew it
Has come to an end
All because of me
This is only the beginning
The fun has just begun