Satan's Tragic Lovers

Unholy cry
Pathetic try

And Satans spawn
Has come to compete
With a situation
So incomplete.

With the world
Right in front of him
He scans the view
And picks his most desperate two:

And theres this girl
As pretty as a picture
And everyone knows
Shes an endless fixture.

Yet shes hurting inside
But no one can see
Her silent cries
And to her, she has no time

No time to get by
To fix herself
Into the perfect picture
Upon the shelf.

She stares endlessly into space
Asking god
How she could be such a disgrace
And when did everything go so wrong

And theres this boy
Who cant help but fall
For this beautiful girl
Who kept herself hidden behind her wall.

He can see
The pain in her eyes
And can hear
All her sorrowful cries

All he needs is time
Time she thinks
She just cant find
And all he needs is her time.

So he writes
All he needs
To get her to see
That without her, he bleeds.

And with that
He takes his last breath
Satans spawn
Leading him to his death

And not to long after
With shaky hands
She gave in to
Satans spawns demands

He took there souls
The poor desperate two
And they lived forever
Together in pursue

To hells fiery gates
But none the less together
In their spiteful demise
Of two tragic lovers.