Subside the pain,
End it all now,
I know I'm not sane,
Trust me, that I know.
But odes that give you the right
To tear me apart?
I guess you are right,
I'm Satan in the flesh.

Answer me this,
Where is your god now?
Does he have a new trick up his sleeve?
Many times in a row,
I've sank on my knees,
I've cried and begged
For him to take this desease.
Now I lay naked on this bed,
Tears stream down my face,
I toss, trun and scream,
Maybe it would be better if I were deceased.

Blow off the steam,
Cool off and lay back.
My life has been anything but easy,
Twenty or so years of sorrow I have in my stack.
My story would make anyone queasy,
My story would make the strongest quaver.
This story is filled with deceit, hunger and depression,
And though at times I've thought about it, I've never waver.
I go about my life without hessitation.

You think you can stop me?
You think you can change me?
You honestly think you're much better than me?
Step into my dark corner,
Step into my dark abyss,
Look into the eyes of this petty cutter,
And all you'll see are memories amiss.
Look deeper,
Take a journey into my soul,
Perhaps then you can understand me better.
All things have a heavy toll
in me,
you see?

Abused by a father who was never there,
Beat by a mother that would never care,
Screams and cries for safety by all just ignored,
Only safety I knew was at the arms of a grandmother.
Wrong words spoken, never to be taken back now.
Pack your bags, it's time to move again.
Deceased abussive father, stepfather with cancer,
Abussed yet again,
By whom I'll never know.
The loss of a boy, the loss of a friend,
the loss of my innocence;
An understanding of incest and incence.
Can you still change me?
Save me? stop me?
You're nothing but a bitch, a plus in this equation.
Your good will not save me now, for complete is my mutation.
I embrace it now
You see,
I'm Satan in the flesh!