The master of the key
The guardian of the gate
They are both holding me together
The key to my heart
and the gate to my soul

These are both the devil's children playing a game
They want me to join
So manipulative that I cannot resist

I join them into my life not knowing
Slowly they are massacring the love I had for them

The two devil children managed to unsoundly unlock my heart with the key and open the gate to my soul

The heart torn in pieces from the former game played
The gate swinging open for others to tear at what it used to hold

Why must lust blind me from the tragedies around me?