Devil and Angel

Of two faces
A child was born
Devil at night
Angel at morn

The power hungry
Look in her eyes
Her life it seems is
None but lies

Her mother
Whose heart does not exist?
Black magic and Witchcraft
Which her life consists

That father of hers
Does not like to moan
The king of his palace
With a mind of his own

Oblivious he seems
To what lies in store
His daughters past,
Her future or more

For when the child was born from hell
She was laid upon their door
Cursed and bewitched she lived her life
The evil comes from her core

Back to the fire of hell
She’ll go
When finally the madness
Breaks through and flows

A guilty conscience
You’ll always see
Through thick and thin
The madness will be