Dear diary my life's still the same
All these mystery's and wizards games
I see a curse of an evil eye
If heaven's on earth I'd rather die


Is this spell a living hell
For better worse this chosen curse
rantic fear is crystal clear
Advance withdraw you will fall


So nothing's worse then words my friend
But the barrier of an enemy incite and pretend
In the palm of my hand you will die
Reach out my friend and touch the sky


I've dealt with queens “Kings and spades
But the joker still laughs concealing this maze
I've dealt with clubs “Numbers and jacks”
But the joker still laughs kicking right back


Crumbling fear, Magic is pain
Master is the keeper whose making it rain
I breathe the sinner's crime
If peace is sane it must be taking my mind.


I've dealt with Queens 'Kings and spades”
But the joker still laughs concealing this maze
I've dealt with jacks “tarots and dice”
But the joker still laughs Anti-Christ


“Dear Diary”

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