Vrij Lejden

Constant never ending fighting
This Demon burns and suggests
Something worse than dying
That I should pursue past regrets
Give way to temptation and ravish my addiction
Hedonistic in thought
 debauchery in actuality
Appeal to my savior a hollow attempt at contrition
Seduced by arcane whispers to follow Belial into amorality
The metaphysical urges of pursuing my succubus  
Intense Internal stress the value of my transgression
The quite suffering of my conscious
Interpersonal sins have earned me an eternity of subliminal perdition