Luci’s Fur Coat

Luci was a girl I used to know back in high school, was the smart gorgeous type with top grades but remained cool 

Then one day after class a couple of peers came through, they went and handed her cocaine said it'll help her improve 

It'd make her one in their group after the first line she changed never to be the same old little Luci again 

Fast forward a few weeks she's weak because of no sleep. She's starting to lose weight cuz while snorting she won't eat. it's important what I speak because what happened next made her crazy and she's starting to see the devil in the mirror now daily.

Saying Luci don't be scared I was only sent here to help you. You're looking a little tired you're schoolings been really stressful. Don't bother going to class just lay back and take a load off. Now she's strung out In the basement she got a face full of soft. And when she finally gets to rest she suffers old hag syndrome and can't move any of her limbs and feels stuck under a Big stone

She went to go and see the doctor who said she's hearing all these noises swears there are figures in her room at night faces blacked out their voices are distorted. She tries her best just to ignore it but she can't. it's like there's something on top of her and it's holding down her hands 

It gets even worse when she's dreaming envisions of children screaming feeling her very essence get infected and soul leaving her body something trying to replace it thinks it's a demon. She wakes up with all these weird markings with her eyes and ears bleeding was a Christian since a child now JESUS she doesn't believe in lights would flicker in the house becoming less a human being 

We have been praying to her saviour to her save her ain't heard back from heaven yet. The only thing she'd witness Is evil and pure malevolence 

Each night it's getting worse she even tried attending church but can't approach anything holy Without her flesh starting to burn

Luci's slowly starting to learn that's she's no longer in control simply satans little puppet he chose Luci as his host 

(Satan whispers Luci )

The voices in her head are getting louder yet she feels deaf

She's cutting in the shower hoping this hour is near to death

Gazes down at the wounds now she's terrified Cuz their healing 

At amazing rates faster then the damage dealt by the razor blade

I can see it right on her face every day getting paler and her hands around her waist as she wastes away on her weight scale

Her pretty painted nails are rotting and smelling putrid she couldn't keep a guy if he was totally blind and smitten by Cupid

You wouldn't have ever known it 

The sky for her was the bluest 

Her whole life was ahead of her 

Then one day she went and blew it making choices so stupid doing drugs she chose to abuse it pursues a life full of light couldn't devise any divine plans

And never made it through rehab so shes placed in an asylum 

Stands in a room pitch black

Saying that she can see him smile 

Even though she has no soul

She no longer feels cold because she's shrouded by the evil that's (been) concealed in Luci's Fur Coat