Satan's Child

I dare you to cut yourself,
Go on it helps with the pain,
Ha-ha I didn't tell you it becomes an addiction,
But don't worry,
Do you want to know a secret,
All the good people die,
And the evil stay alive,
So enjoy your sins,
Hmm doesn't it feel good,
Now you’re in a church,
Your grandmother made you go, and you feel so weird,
Sitting there, you feel every one looking at you,
As you get blessed with the holly water,
You scream ahh it burns,
They all turn and stare at you on the ground,
They kicked you out and say,
God does not want you here,
Satan’s child,
Did you think coming here would wash away your sins,
Ha god is spitting on you,
You will be punished,
You stand and say,
I don't care,
I'm being punished anyway,
There all looking down on you,
You see a knife and you grab it,
Hold it to your wrist and say,
Ok is this what you want,
They say nothing at all,
So you dig it in as deep as you can,
And pull with one fast slash,
Your blood pours everywhere,
And you say I hope you’re happy now I’m your sacrifice,
Then you feel nothing in your eternal sleep,
Though your heart stopped beating long ago,
They all rejoice and say yay,
No one loved her anyway,
They didn't stop to think for a second,
The poor thing she was just a messed up child,
No instead, they made you Satan’s child inside their heads,
And now you are with him in hell.