Lucifers fun

A tale of poetic misery and woe and being possesed by the devil.

As life gets worse I feel the curse,
and the devil's seeing red.
He made his stand and took my hand,
and the blood was black I bled.

Now nothing is right,
it all seems so wrong.
Where are the good times,
why have they gone.

Songs of sorrow, doom and despair,
I need you so and it's just not fair.
To cry without end and end without tears,
the life that I'm living is full of bad fears.

And I know well the story I'll tell,
how it's always darkest before the dawn.
But the sun has set and I'm full of regret,
all I can do is sit here and mourn.

Darkest clouds have come my way,
the evil in me is here to stay.
My life has been lived and done,
and I am the victim of Lucifers fun.