Shepherd me not with your tricky melody
for your voice is contaminated.
It might inclined me to a path where
daggers daringly dances for me.
Never stirs my innermost room of peace
just to thunder it and leave,
like a father despising his son.
Never roll your deceit upon my toes
and shatter the land where I stand.
Draw me not to your dusty self
and claim me as your righteous escape.
Never ever trap me and tear me
for I doesn't care anymore.
Look into my face and on my palms,
haven't you seen the traces of strife?
Mislead not the eye of my savvy soul
Just walk away and leave me please.
For the very mentioning of your name,
the firstborn of hell slowly eats my ease.
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