The Exorcist.
Darkened by the Red Skies.
Laying In my bed, As Satan calling
My name whispering is
name In my
ear .Lucifer, Lucifer As the spirit cast into
my soul,
I'm on my four lamb's hollering the devil's
message, I fall back with force,
Hitting my head on the bed frame,
No feeling I'm possessed. My eyes start to roll back in the back of my head. My
Guardians, I was living with was frightening of what they were seeing.
they tried to calm Lucifer down, I attack them I scratch, their faces I spit on them
because it's not one of my servants, priest enter the room, with his cross and
bible, Saying The heavenly father prayer.
The room shaken from underneath from the bed. the bed rocked back and forths, wolves hollering under the red skies, As the lighting bolts were in the
red skies
rocking back in forths in a rocking chair
with a devilish smile upon my face.
A straight glare in my eyes. Lost My
own world.
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