Intermission (Deus)

Lost between the line of good and evil.

Wondering if this life was ever even real.

Strange chills sent shivers down my spine...

After seeing the figure appeared who carrying a black scythe.

Through his words, his voice whispered filled with shroud of lies.

{If you dare, come closer and take a chance.

Won't you please give me the privilege for us to dance?

Do not fear, do not fret. For I am simply not violent.

Why are you the one being silent?

When I should be the one consumed by life...

Will you just take my hand, a mere angel full of lies?

Or will you be the one to put a stake in my life?}

Hearing the voice, the boy accepted and jumped,

He walked to the figure, and it raised it's arm.

The figure chuckled, and revealed a puppet under his cloak.

The boy took it's hand and danced with it,

As the devil controlled his old and 'new' puppet by himself.

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"Mom, look! I made a crown made out of flowers!" A child that had a sickly appearance, pale skin that was like a corpse after losing a l