crackling through the heart of the skull of the skies split open in two
devil looks down half blind; solitary eye rusted red in the blood moon
peals of cynical smirks thundering mortal lives; blinding myopic humans en route
not a tear to shed; not an elegy to pen
not a desire unloved; not a death undone
devil wears nothing
but the skin
devil looks down half blind; solitary eye rusted red in the blood moon
peals of cynical smirks thundering mortal lives; blinding myopic humans en route
not a tear to shed; not an elegy to pen
not a desire unloved; not a death undone
devil wears nothing
but the skin
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