The Devil.

My mind is as fucked up as they'd have you believe.
My thoughts are so twisted that no one could percieve.
Another lie rolls off of my bloody red tounge.
Just a bad habit that latched on when I was young.
No one gave a shit about this unworthy soul.
Unworthy of love... An abyss... A black hole.
There's nothing inside me but emptiness.
No way to release my hatred and the secrets I can't confess.
The devil's blood pulses through these rediculous veins.
The poison corrupts me, ah, these excruciating pains.
God never cared about this broken life.
The demon inside me scratching it's way out with claws as sharp as a knife.
Ah, you think your so perfect with those so called friends.
But for the ones who actually cared, no you'll never make ammends.
I may be the devil, but it's all because of you.
You thought you were an angel? Bitch you should have knew.
I'll drain my own blood to rid the world of this evil.
But first I have to drain yours. Not enough innocence in the world to make it to a sequel.