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Possessed

from What of Doom? by Pyrophoria

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Devil devil devil
6 6 6 crucifix
Three onto me
Be onto thee
Please let me free
An angel dies
Oh my eyes
Roll back, room black
Is it wise
To counterattack
Run
Not one gun
Would get me out
Of me
Bullet in my head
No better dead
No soul to swallow the lead
No, inside
I cannot hide
I am hands tied
I am alive
Or I died
They take the other side
They give up, horrified
Ruled a suicide

Who am I
Who are you to my
Mind
Get me through this time
Through the other side
Or otherwise
Girl never knelt to pray
Now she sees the day
When the prayers won’t sway
Sweat at church on Sunday
Holy water
Holy altar
Holy martyr
Holy father

Satan fucks
And I come
Oh god
I am numb
Speak to me in tongues
Don’t speak with your tongue
I seduced a nun
Dumb fuck or fucked dumb
Fuck me harder and then some
Christ can’t compel
Take me to hell
Again
And again
Until I’m an unforgivable sin
Make yourself at home
I’m a whore and I’ve known
Possessed and mind blown
Oh again I moan

I became god awed by how flawed they were abroad
Laugh because I am my own
I take the throne
They never got inside you see
They just let my jailer free
My mind is a mine not of gold but of shine and a gas line
Shiny shiny almighty year 49
Now we all worship a dead end sign

How easy it is to turn away
From the light they see they say
Turn them toward a fire they stray
How easy it is day by day
They forget to pray
For taking it their way

Let me show you the real light
Evil is defining what’s right
And don’t fright
Like you can’t sleep at night
6 6 6 is a fix
The new lucky number
Herr Bible thumper
7 go to heaven
That’s drab as all get out
Why don’t you let out
And set out
To levitate above
What is it you love
Not this life
Sylvia Plath strife
Sitting in church never to thrive
In church where they deprive
Waiting for death to arrive
Let me compel you back alive

Im not afraid
The demon in me made a trade
For as long as it stayed
I okayed
It I
Obeyed
It fit
Like you sit
Up in the bed
Of lies
When your mind cries
For something else
Other than yourself
They tied me to my bed
Screamed at it instead
My eyes went red
They fled
Kill her dead
Bring every priest in the southeast
And their eyes will feast
On a beast, at least
A demon that satan released
Devil devil devil
You’re not on my level

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from What of Doom?, released October 3, 2021

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