My mind is brittle and cold
it is silently slaughtering the real me
the mind is boggled with the truth
Scared to show the real me
apprehensive of the world accepting the devil in me
living a life that was filled with deception
the devil in me afflicted for freedom
yet the cry was unheard
shackled beneath hundreds of promises
the devil repelled the soul
conflict continued until I was unsure
when the devil came out and dominated my soul
releasing the distress in me
setting me free and my soul to wander into the garden of truth
I wanted to be the devil
that let you do the sin
the sin that brings me alive
love me for the reason that – Am a devil
not for the mask I carry on
I regained the power in me when I turned devilish
the falseness just battered away
the truth enlightened my soul
bringing out the erratically damaged soul out of the dungeons
being a rebellion changed my life
letting me run away from a self-crushing life
Liberating the devil out into the crowd.