Saint

By: Em Tamura (TikTok: @lostdemigoddess, Instagram: @em.n.ms74)

The wrathful demon tears at my remains

And he’s still called a saint

And the lustful beast craves nothing more

Than to carve my heart out, carnivore

Desire is quite the finicky thing

And yet its praises they’ll still sing

Santo, sainte

Sankt, saint

They won’t call them by their real name

Santo, sainte

Sankt, saint

They’ll deify them to their graves

Sinners have a special place in the world down below

And where those villains congregate is where I shall go

The greedy love to take and the gluttonous love to consume

Envy is a jealous girl, cries tears of poison for you

Pride is a cruel beast unlike anything you know

And with sloth you’ll sleep until your soul has gone cold

Santo, sainte

Sankt, saint

They won’t call them by their real name

Santo, sainte

Sankt, saint

They’ll deify them to their graves

Sinners have a special place in the world down below

And where those villains congregate is where I shall go

I am naught but a slave to my desire

I am naught but an ember in the fire

I crave and I crush, I feel that heated rush

The devil wears a saint’s new robes

And sin is wrapped in skin suits

When human form turns to dust

Its pandora’s box anew