Treasure Island

Mamello Maholela


Incarnation Of Evil

Gone are the days
When the Angel Of life
Portrayed itself
In you.

There is no point in Living,
For we all live our lives in misery and sorrow.
Limited to do the things
That bring joy into our lives.

When shit happens,
Our faith flattens.
Now is the time
To repent in thy son.

This is
The inception of evil.
Satan take over
As skies turn black.

One, Two, Satans coming for you.
Three, Four, better secure your soul.
Five, Six, Satans fork is fixed.
Seven, Eight, better stay up late.

Nine, Ten, Satans back again!
Vicious is he, as
He injects fury
Into our hearts.

Dreams are chattered
And minds blackened.
The angel of death
Depicts the soul it cherishes within.

Hate, death and sadness
Becomes our daily bread
As we enter
The Kingdom of Hell.

A dark, lost soul is left incarcerated in you.

Evil is my name
Pain is my game.
I'm in love with death
So hold still and take your last breath.

Because this is...
The incarnation of evil.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 08, 2012

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