I was captured and held by the Devil's own hand.
I lived a thousand lives, and cryed a thousand tears.
I prayed for thoes lost, and fought a thousand fears.
You may question my ways but never judge me.
Things are going to be how things are going to be.
I am what I am, and I am more than you see.
Can you fanthom the magic to that which is me?
My world seems dark because your eyes are blind.
Perhaps you would see if you opened your mind.
I have been embraced by the arm of death.
I have given life her very first breath.
I have loved and lost and loved again.
I have saved lost souls and then I sinned.
I make no claims, nor pretend to be.
I am simply myself, I can only be me.
