The Devil Within

"The Devil Within"

A tormented lost soul, nobody knew of the evil within/

All alone out in the cold, they would never let him in

Hoping that he would fold, so not to publish their sins/

His soul had been sold, so I guess the devil would win

Scratching at his skin, as if to make the hurt disappear/

Only to hurt himself further, and for the fear to reappear

In the mirror he see's Satan, but society just see's him as lost/

He knew their lives would be forsaken, like Jesus on the cross

Life had taken him to a crossroads, four choices to choose/

But he couldn't ignore the voices, who controlled what he do

The little angel on his shoulder, was being raped by a force/

Appearing with the head of an owl, and the corpse of a horse

All the while warping his thoughts, making him think the deepest/

To commit crimes of all sorts, against the fools & the weakest

So he called out to God, hoping that The Lord would defeat this/

Only for him to tool himself up, and chop these fools into pieces.

The Dark Thoughts of Mr Dunne (Horror Meets Rap)