This has been written from the point of view of the devil. Not to offend anyone. one of my initial poems. i wrote it about 4 years back. Enjoy!


Come out of the rain they say 
As they take your soul away 
But they never step aside 

No more mythological sleep walking 
Coz they don’t know what shit they’re talking 
With wounds, blood & scar 
Jesus crucified to get that far 

This is his end and just my beginning 
this is my blood, one word, my will to sustain 
i am the fire, all the warmth you can find. 

what you are doing here is wrong 
cant you see you are full of shit? 
don’t you want to see them burn? 
They keep throwing you in their pit. 

This is their end, they can take your mind away 
This is my blood, one word, my will to sustain 
In the light of day, cant you see it? 

You’re puked up and down in morbid faith 
What did you expect to find? 
How long will Jesus make you wait? 

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