- SLAVED TO DEMONS
Echoes of the past,
Whispers of the way it used to be,
With demons in my heart,
Taunting the hell out of my soul,
Wanting me to commit my body into the hands of death
To deny my birth right.
Although I was given a life insurance,
Yet it assurance washes of with every rain that came,
Cause my heart was tormented,
My soul arrested,
And my garment tainted.
With my heart slamming against my chest- I wailed,
“Who will save me” I cried,
With an heavy burden in my mind,
But suddenly I went mild.
Craving Demons, demons pleasures became my life,
Having a spiritual companion to call my wife,
Making the beast with two back,
With no heart to form an ark.
Driven by Deceptions,
Blinded by my perceptions,
Lusting after attractions.
For years I became a bondman,
With demons my foreman.
My soul dwindling,
My heart decaying,
Yet I was still praying.
I was slaved to demons.
~Voice of an elect
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