WHEN DEMONS DIE

When demons die
they take with them every truth, every lie
When demons die
lust is lost, vengeance just cries

Peace reigns all, stagnate, suffocate
joy overflows mute , fate
Death is scarce, sorrow is lost
god Reigns , like a holy ghost

Perspective is gone, replaced by a plan
there lies no passion between women and man
Pleasure is curbed, replaced by prayer
man is destroyed layer by layer

Everybody dies happy, no mistakes no regrets
there is no wolf for the little piglets

When  demons die
no human brave or shy can have a life
which is not as sweet as apple pie