Bee
Anne the last breath
The
Devil waits with his entourage
He
comes to claim the body
The
plague ravishing its inner core
It
doesn't see the dark light
The
journey it has to travel
It
still speaks with double toned
It
never realizes it is the fall
Each
of its members
Amongst
the pack wanting to be heard
The
pecking order to hit the score
If
only the walls can speak
The
Devil doesn't give a hoot
He
comes to claim the disease body
In
his mind it is time to recover his losses
He
has enough of its unprincipled ways
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