The Devil Behind The Curtain

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In a world full of evil

Shall I be evil too?

Shall I be condescending

Like the rest of you?

For I am not the great pretender!

Shall I surrender

To the man behind the mask?

Yes I am an abused child

Still till this day

For society never takes accountability

For their actions...

And the devil is the brilliant spirit

Behind this,

For he is the puppet master, you see?

Oh how brilliant the devil shall be

When he jumps into different people's bodies

And makes them do

What he wants them to do;

There is not a star on earth

That can shine like me

For I am the head of the heavens!

And nobody can shine

Like the head of the heavens,

For I am the truth that shakes the masses

For the whole world needs my truth!

And I am asking the devil to leave me alone

For he will never win...

Let him flee to another country

Let him flee to another dimension

For love is not dead yet

Unless it falls off a cliff,

For the cliff is the devil's war!

And the spirits shall dwell beneath him...

For he is the devil behind the curtain

And the wombs of insanity adore him

No one knows what the devil looks like

Because he is a blank canvas,

And the blank canvas has no philosophy

For his philosophy is a bore!

For the devil has blank emotions

Behind the curtain. 

  • Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: August 21st, 2025 20:53
  • Category: Unclassified
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