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My soul is now a battleground A thousand armies bugles sound I wonder just who will succeed Will the light or darkness bleed.
The Evil. Sheer wickedness. I sensed it. Edgy and easy that I felt. in the air. From the beginning. I chose to ignore it. the instinct my eye. It felt it. it felt the darkness. The evil eye.
I have a little angel that's sits upon my right, The devil on my left also sits quite tight.
Inside whom does the Devil dwell. His evil corrupting the soul, His malevolent hand reaching forth, From the bounds of Hell. And who among us can withstand, His dark and terrible power.