the devil stole my soul and pierced his horns into my black heart
i am yours, willingly fall to my knees and bow
the royalty and his iron throne
let the musk of the fire pit beneath my shield infer my skin
lifted, i’m interlaced between the dusk and the unforgiving night
be the obedient disciple and the residue of my formal life
the example of the worst and the corrupt kind
where the vile trails along my path
here in hell, i’m the prime offspring of the devil’s woo

the devil stole my soul and pierced his horns into my black heart
‘i am yours! i am yours!’ i shout.

jacob.greb .19.0715.1136

telling the right from wrong. telling the good from the bad. i am trapped, willing, unwilling i have fallen to the rabbit hole. please rescue me. dig me out. guide me to the light.