Josh of Hell
We cant tell
Of what he thinks
Blood he drinks
Demons bow to him
Grimer than the Grim
Stifles deaths laugh
Makes the strong crash
Builds empires from ash
Satan he did smash
Josh of Hell
Diseasing the well
Brings sin to the innocents
Breaks gravity laws fence
Burn's children and babes
Power he craves
Burdens the burdend
Curses he does mend
Catapolting the dead
Angering the Wed
Josh of Hell
Alone he does dwell
Nor loved, nor felt
Wicked cards he was delt
Never to die
Brought about by lie
Never to truely live
Feelings like sand and sive
Cared for by none
Not a single loyal one
Josh of Hell
Suicide would do you well |