Not really the best I’ve come up with, but something inspired by this video.Coming from the point of view of the devil.
“A Stream of the Conscience, From Hell”
The corruption of a child,
Won’t I work so wild,
In you?
Isn’t it true?
If I indoctrinate you,
If I lie to you,
If I force the lies down your throat,
Holding them in your esophagus,
Lock a rock in your stomach,
With acid to erode it,
Into your intestines,
While you digest it,
This poison,
This evil,
This lie,
This “truth”
before you can even chew –
What ever shall you do?
And I know
What you will do
And how you will think
That this foolishness
unwillingness
stilling this heart that beats
is truth
is true
Because if I
hold you underwater
in the filth of your own sin,
Keep you in cage
with your key locked within
Eventually when I release you
when I appease you
with the reality of freedom
that key that’s locked within
you’ll be too consumed,
enamored with your sin
and you’ll take all my advice
so that you cannot live without
so that freedom seems like
pours like rain
like rain of fire in a drought
and that you won’t know the difference
you won’t dare to live without
without
me
The sin that you have been living
the thief that keeps on giving
from you
to you
you’re a contagious parasite
from the worms within
your sin
it’s true
But by now you won’t listen
you won’t hear the screams
the whispers of God,
the violent pleas,
Oh, how adorable,
how delectable
electrical
-ly satisfying
to you
You are a dog
swallowing your own vomit
choking on yourself
while you scream to stop it
Don’t you even realize
what you are doing
to yourself
screaming for improving
yourself
all this is your
undoing
And I can’t help but
help with this unscrewing
loose
of every law that is burned on your heart
that you keep denying
the erasing
the lying
How useless
and you keeping on trying
Oh, you,
Yes you
You will accomplish the
nothing
that I gave you
You will be the
nothing
that I made you
Because, I tell,
your self worth
is nothing but a fable
If you would
you could
save yourself if you were able
but
you can’t
because I have entrapped you
and you have ensnared you
beyond all help
beyond all cries
there’s no reason for your tries
Don’t you know this to be true
for you?
But that’s just it
that’s the laughter
that’s the slaughter
how hysterically
ironic
how laughably insane!
how cruelly masochistic
to yourself you doth remain
because it’s true!
How true
this lie is
for you
to you
This relevance
the hell of it
I’ve had you hide behind
‘till you’re convinced
it’s your slavery
your sodomy
your filthy, wretched
demented
lobotomy
that I brought you
is the only way
the single most
important
necessity
necessary
for
you
to
shine
And now you’re mine,
so delicately
complexic
-ly
intricately
in love with me
and I’ll give you this lust
and you’ll choke on me
stroke for me
slit your wrists
for me
with
love
And as you are dying
I’ll laugh
as you’re crying
with love
Because I
never really loved you
No, never even liked you
at all
you were my pawn
my chess piece
my play piece
my puppet on a string!
given you this freedom
this cage
these shackles
you’ve been leading by
a lie you’ve convinced yourself
by this slavery
this pain you see
your love
for me
is the necessary
sacrifices
required devices
unnecessary vices
you need
to be free
to take wing
And now I’ll convince you
now I will twist you
again
in your last moments
your final few seconds
while you slip away
I’ll say
God cannot help you now
Jesus has abandoned thou
You are forsaken now
it’s true
for you
to you
Even though
I’m the father of lies
the reason the earth cries
watching as it dies
amused
Because my ultimate goal
is destruction as whole
and you’re too blind to see it
too glad to be it
convinced that I’m true
Such a glad thing we’re through,
good that we’ve established
now the facts unraveled
that you still believe
still deny
convinced
apologetically contrite
that my lies
are true
for you
to you.
While We Were Yet Sinners 