Scream of the sin which you committed
for your mercy shall be none
give into to the pain conflicted upon your soul
No longer shall tears be the only thing that falls to the floor
roses welt to the air of your forgotten body
he knows of your past and present
and what punishment shall be lay out in your future
eyes clear as glass haunt your ever move
showing you nothing but the lies you've weave
the knife cutting into your skin
the whip tasting your back
the ax bury in your head
slowly is your toes cut from each bone
as he devours your soul
harvesting your memories
He shall never show you the world you wish to know
but the hell which you deserve to know
Pray to all the false gods above
ready to meet the devil with self love
he is here to give out what can never be given back
The Jester of Punishment
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