Dead Men Tell No TalesA Poem by SuccubiIts kind of hypocritical in a way, but I am a master in the art of deception and I love writing about how you can decieve some one in the most cruel and uncanny way...This poem was intented for that, and also to strike a little fear in peoples hearts when
An old, winding road called betrayal Leads to the end of this ancient path Where billions of souls have suffered and died Searching for salvation and some form of paradise Upon this dirt exit Your worst nightmares Come to life To take away everything Leaving you as nothing But a pile of bones I know we want to leave But there's too much too leave behind The only thing that is keeping the trigger From being untouched Is the reason why you live this life But when that reason is gone There is nothing left that is worth holding on Deception and betrayal Are the deadliest sins That will hold you captive With no escape Either they will take your life Or you'll pull the plug yourself Time will punish you with death and strife For that you sold your soul to the devil; When you spoke those final words It is promised through the ages Nothing comes in, and nothing leaves We are sworn to secrecy And it is our oath and our vow Wickedness comes with bitterness And we are bitter But we held our promises And we shall keep them Along with our darkest secrets So tonight, its time for you to say goodbye To yourself and to your life For that I know your guilt burns you inside Hell is grasping for your soul And when you insert that bullet It shall grip total control Dead men shall tell no tales Your suicide is our joyful revival You know we wanted you And there you stood In frozen fear With no way out, but yourself In the end, you left yourself in a pool of blood And there we walked with our hearts wicked But our souls clean and unforgiven Still refined and pure to walk through the gates of heaven For that we are the masters of deception © 2008 SuccubiReviews
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