"Hello Hell"
Tattooed visions of a pretty face.
God whispered, some memories just cant be erased.
It use to take us on to a different place
Now we moving on two different pace
See, this earthly world makes us crave these pearly gates
Devil at work, so we play as his human baits
Sold our soul young, so hell is fate.
No tabs on our sins, but we count the times we pray
cause
in the BACK of our minds and depth of our hearts we know its much too late
and we strangers to it now but we all go on our death dates
clock ticking so we wait, love flows so we hate
apple of lies, anger, pain served on our plates
hungry sellfish animals so we ate
lust calls so we mate
money is the root of evil, so we "make this doe like cake"
I pray the devil bought my soul at the best rate
So i fantasize, romantasize and dress it up for my death date
this knock on my door i anticipate.
*knock on door*
wait!
*opens door*
hello hell
*fate*
this is a very hard poem to understand, it is pure sarcasm. it is meant to illustrate how easy we give ourselves to sin
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