I’m the one winged angel with a devils smile.
Push me too far and you’ll see vicious style.
Not a brag more like a constant.
Like if you bring goons, I’ll bring pure torment.
Tear limb from limb until nothing remains.
Compared to me you play children’s games.
Just remember that when you cross the line.
For everything I do could put in tight confines.
With knives in your space and a flash of white teeth.
Whiplash fast I can end your belief.
For its all bravado without any content.
Hide away unless you wanna swim in cement.
Promises issued wrong.
Demon, demon, murder song.
Bird flashing its talons more.
Suicidial rant from four.
Cause I’m the one winged angel with a devil’s smile.
Push me too far and you’ll see vicious style.
Statement I repeat to ensure you know.
After all none of this is part of some magic show.
Warped remnant memory.
One and two equals three.
Tie the knot then cut it loose.
I embody all misuse.
As a one winged devil with an angel’s hide.
See through the garb and you will soon die.
For secrets are meant to remain that way.
If you do not abide then I’ll brand you happily.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 