The Devil May Cry
The devil may cry
the devil may cry, tonight
he realised
he's despised
responsible for persicution and
genocide
Wishing he was by God's side
You've been,
by his side
now your leaving to conquer
your fears
as you leave
you can hear his tears
You doing him wrong
as we all should
drag his name, through
the ancient mud
He went down to georgia,
wasn't welcome,
cast him away from his own detention
fuck redemption
dance with the shaman and
call up the gods
fornicate with the muses and
possess their hearts
The devil may cry
the devil may cry, tonight
he's no purpose,
no reason to live
nothing to take
nothing to give
he used up your morals,
you have something left
give the kiss of life to a
wild child
"Carpe diem" my lonelly friend
you won't see the devil again
he's in us all
but we have control
our hearts are big, his soul
is small
The devil may cry,
the devil may cry
the devil may cry
<Deleted User> (5646)
Wed 25th Jun 2008 13:02
Hello Richard, i must admit to having the feeling of compassion for anyone who can relate to themselves in this poem. There's a very lonely person inside there who may not even realize it.
Going around in some kind of hopeless vision of finding someone to relate to without giving too much of themselves away.
But then, i've always had a very vivid imagination and always one for the underdog, much to my own dismay, i'm sorry to say.
Good stuff, Janet.