I sold my to lucifer

25/08/2022
I sold my soul to lucifer

In the eyes of the religion,
Apparently,
We shall live again,
As we live today.
Seeing death as just the entrance,
to an eternal, 
New life.
A new doorway.
In so many a different form.
Each not in the same way.
There is a predicament though.
As If heaven and hell are real,
Somehow,
Someway.
Then eternally living,
Not in heaven,
But in hell.
Must be like groundhog day.

Lucifer.
Is meant to be The planet of venus,
When it rises in the morning.
Yet Satan Is waiting there instead, 
 to take souls away,
Whilst their family and friends,
 are left in mourning.
Never minding,
Whether night or day.
Or a new day Dawning.
He Shackles you,
To ball,
To chain.
Once he takes your soul,
There’ll be no warning.
Once I'd sold my soul to him,
i got to live,
but with lifelong,
Tortuous pain.

Like death,
He too has many a different shape and name.
Only though each of them are the devil all the same.
He’ll take you in the end if your soul,
He holds.
Just to toy with you.
For His own sadistic game.
Hell hath no fury.
As hell forever,
Has been under Lucifers reign.
He’s the only one that profits,
When given the slain.
Lucifer laps it up,
With each soul,
He’s given,
To gain.
To give them eternal torture.
Combining,
Everlasting,
All scolding and searing,
Soul destroying pain!

Don’t give in to his morally wrong desire.
Don’t walk with him through infinite fire.
As the fiery depths of hell,
Go straight down,
Like a churches spire. 
Instead of helping,
Lucifer does the opposite to inspire.
He’d rather sit there watching you,
Excruciatingly expire.
Life in hell,
Is like Life on a wire.
I’m so foolish!
I can’t believe I sold my soul,
And Lucifer was the buyer!