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Dark souls

No one changes 

No love, No friendship

Some are born dark 

Filled with hatred 

Demons run their life 

Advocates of sin

 

No one changes 

No goodness, No mercy

They speak hypocrisy 

Bondage for friendship 

They know only war and carnage 

Filled with hatred 

Made of materials toxic 

 

No one changes

A snake poisonous 

Biting it's keeper 

No friendship, only death

The offers to make 

Disloyalty and lies 

That's all in their heart and eyes 

 

No one changes

Only their needs do

If you are required

You are worshipped

If not, you're butchered 

Death is only a game 

They're blood drinking vampires 

 

No one can changes

No one should 

Their destiny will treat them 

The same platter They prepared 

Misusing others innocence 

Trying to molest the soul

And squeezing out everything 

But it won't benefit

 

◄ One last time

*healing ►

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