Never getting caught by the devil
I hear the hissing
Multiple demons on my trail
Holy Ghost walking though
Never blinded by the yellow road
Free to see God when I choose
New generation, same results
Hell rings louder by the day after
Demon vibrations reaching infants now
Sad!
Lucifer frequencies catching souls before the sun rises
This fire that I live in
tells a tale of luxury and forgotten ways
Destroyers spreading barren diseases
Predators preying on sunken sun-children
This living has me turning south
Face facing east, away from the fallen cathedral
All I see: fake bleached preachers
snatching the black out from our human bodies
SIMPLE WORLD 