Puzzles-A letter to satan

The puzzles of love and the puzzles of hate
Your torn up heart is in such bate
 Your limbs are gone, you swim in mud
You slit their throats and drown in blood
The puzzles of death and the puzzles of life
Why to live when live in strife
You kill the holy but take the pain
A suffering you can’t contain
The puzzles of time and the puzzles of space
You lock your hell in a small steel case
Your puzzle pieces don’t fit together
Your honest with knives yet lie with leather

The puzzles of white and the puzzles of black
Only your soul is what you lack
The clever web that you have weaved
Has choked them up so they can’t breath
The puzzles of  grief and the puzzles of joy
You play with minds like they are toys
You take their hearts and cut yourself
If death was coins you’d have such wealth
The puzzles of  you and the puzzles of me
I  served you well but now I’m free
I burned you down and thought you’d die
But you still live and I ask… why?