...hear the devil calling,
pay him what is due,
not even my own bills,
taking blame for everyone else,
these are your sins not my own,
a good man dropped way down below.
into darkest of hell, walks this path all alone.
My light is not what it once was before,
Archangels rising up a super storm,
singing my name, preparing for war,
oh lord, let me the creator come home...
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