Heart Felt Death Grip

[Bandit]

In her cold black heart, I am held dear. The closest thing to her spouse, her lover, her brother. She cries as I sleep, not to awaken till my children pay for my sins. We both have the curse of Immortality, live until the world dies off. The children can save them, as I would want it. To create a new species with me evil genes. Hybrids they are they cry. Human, Demon, and Devil. Monsters all around. They suffer the curse of everything evil. Until the son named Claudio, and the daughter named Lynx. Cousins from a far distance, lovers of the intimacy, to fall from grace and hold their heads up high. Visions in my sleep, they stop their, for life to carry on. Will they pay for my unholy sins? Will they love me as their father? The love of the mother, the truly one and only Queen of The Damned. My Candice, my love, my sin. The Devil she is seduced me, to commit the sins. My children, the children of the Devil and the Human Lord, the children of Good and Evil. To Destroy me and the Mother,then they would pay for my sins. Kill me now, Fuck it all. I wish to die in her arms and she in mine. To truly awaken, on the brink of death, waiting to go further. Please, my children I beg of you, make me lay waste, lie dead in the snow, to repent in the sands of time to truly be gone. I wish to hold you my lover, as I draw in my last breath. Jesse the Bandit is no more. Lynx and Claudio, the future. Pray for us all, before we go to meet are maker. The holy lord. As I shed my last tears as my children learn of what they must do. As I sit and wait in my sleep to awake at the hands of my son and daughter. In my heart, that cold, dark, fragile, half-broken thing, I hold them close my lover and my children. My blood shall only be spilt by my own blood. Don't cry my children it is for the best of all worlds, you both shall make me take my leave. One last tear. Then do away with me, as my brothers have tried to have done, so many times before. I am the monster in your dreams, face your fear and throw away you guilt, let it blow like caution in the wind. Rule the worlds as I have, and my unholy fathers before me. Children last question, do I deserve to repent? To have you do away with me? To have my curse lifted? My children, only you know the answer.