Satans Game of Pain...
In this life we live,Full of hate, anger & pain,
Needing most the one's we miss,
Everyday is a new game we play...
I hate to say that I neglect to pray,
God gave us a life to live each and every day,
But how do we cope when all we feel is pain?
Even with faith we are still Satan's slaves...
The pain runs deep in our veins,
Our blood is boiling inside leaving a tattood stain,
We have termites eating away at our brains,
We are tortured by the wild demons untamed....
A pain so deep it slowly creeps,
To the surface; blood and anger is what I weep,
The wound consumes every breath that I am forced to take,
Someone please releive me from the pain that's driving me insane....
I AM A VICTIM INSIDE SATAN'S GAME OF PAIN
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