Devil's Child Lyrics: Hypnotize me, mesmerize me / Feel my willpower slip / Light my fire with cold desire / Losing all my grip / Eat my diamonds (Eat my diamonds) / Drinking all my gin / Feast your. I believe you're the devil's child. Took my dreams And now it seems you're nothing but a liar Smash and grab at all I had Build my funeral pyre. Stop pretendin' Got me growin' old Your tormentin's Fit to snap my soul. You took my heart And left it blown to smithereens. I gave my body as a slave You cut my flesh And drank my blood that poured in. Customize your avatar with the devil's child and millions of other items. Mix & match this shirt with other items to create an avatar that is unique to you!
Barrow, as underbutler, resided at the end of the hall near Carson himself. His nametag was beginning to peel in the heat, horse glue coming away in lieu of the sweltering summer. She felt as if she were at the bedside of a dying man. Clarkson said. Carson had his hand on the doorknob, though he refrained from opening it just yet. He was elbow to elbow with Cora; there was very little room to mingle in the attic hall.
Clarkson paused, his demeanor changing to a stony disposition in light speaking about a Devils Child. Cora knew what it was to observe horrid things. She said nothing but pursed her lips and gave Carson a short sharp nod. It was not the cracked walls nor the rotting wood beneath which disturbed her.
It was not the cramped bed, the moth-eaten red curtains, or the bedside table bare of anything save a lamp. It was instead the creature curled up upon the bed, so spindly legged and thin that it looked a bit like a bug sticking out from beneath a thin quilt coverlet. Barrow did not look entirely human in that moment, with gaunt sunken in eyes and cheekbones that could slice through gruyere.
The blueish tint to his lips, the way that his skin appeared waxen and stretched, the stiff posture of his limbs… all of it seemed to suggest that Barrow was in fact dead. Yet even so, the tiniest huff of breath could be heard in the silence.
Thick white gauze wrapped around his bony wrists was tinged pink at the center, infallible proof that Barrow was in fact alive. Something to show that someone cared, even if they were nothing more than an employer. Cradling the limb carefully with both hands, Dr.
Clarkson deduced. His Victorian sensibilities so despised anything to do with medical maladies. As a woman, however, Cora was no stranger to blood. Carson gently shut the door to the hall, careful to make as little noise as possible lest attention be roused. Cora caught his eye and noted that he seemed just as shamed as Robert.
Cora leaned Devils Child, only to pause as Dr. Clarkson held up a hand. What was concerning him so? Clarkson paused, biting his tongue. The good doctor was robbed of adequate words to explain the situation, which only served to make Cora feel more and more confused. Why should Dr. Clarkson have to explain anything? Why should it be so disturbing to Cora and Robert of all people? Naturally, Cora felt for Barrow and wished him well in life, but if he was in too terrible a way then what more could be done?
Did she really come across so frail to other men? Clarkson caught her gaze and held it. Cora was disturbed to find something dire and dark in his eyes.
Something that pleaded for her to take him seriously. She watched with care as Dr. A tiny noise fluttered past her lips, Devils Child akin to a whimper capped off before an enemy could hear. Cora sucked in a breath, only distantly aware that her head was buzzing from lack of oxygen. All that had remained of their unnatural connection had been a mark upon their arm, where each baby had been tightly wound around the other.
A little dark red birth mark shaped bizarrely enough like a skull if one squinted and tilted their head. Each baby had borne the same mark upon their arm, in the exact same spot.
Twins down to the very last hair upon their dark heads. He even took a step back, as if Dr. Clarkson had brandished a snake at him. But Cora did not step back. The scarring, the clear evident sign of a burn! The way that the edges were dulled soft white, and how it was in a perfectly round shape-! All of it was exactly as Cora remembered.
Her only son. Her son had been burned just the same, had been taken from her in the dead of night. If Barrow had the mark, in the exact same spot and in the exact same shape, then surely that meant-? Cora could suddenly not draw enough breath into her body. She sagged forward, clutching at her throat as if hoping to tear it open with her own fingers and gain more oxygen. Both Robert and Carson were at her side, each supporting her as Dr.
Clarkson immediately felt for her pulse. But she did not want these men to touch her. She did not want to be swept away in a tide of Victorian values and womanly concerns. Her mind, heart, and soul were in unison, screaming for her to pay attention to this burn mark and what it must inevitably mean! He felt so cold, so terribly still. Why was he so limp in her grip? She would not be told Devils Child was growing hysterical over nothing.
Not now when after thirty years she was almost certain that her son…. Cora paused, growing listless as she was swept up in the memory of holding her newborn son. It had been just the pair of them, with Robert holding Mary by the fireside. His tiny thatch of dark brown hair, almost black in the light. His little red lips, ever so often parting so that the tiniest squeak could filter out. Renewed in her determination, Cora pushed both Carson and Robert off in order to get closer to Barrow.
She held his arm defensively to her chest, determined to be listen to. The loss of their son was an old wound, a sore wound, and one that he never discussed. His dark brown hair. The Devil's Child is a American made-for-television horror film. Written by Pablo F. The mother of Nikki DeMarco Kim Delaney makes a pact with Satan to save her daughter's life after she has fallen from a building and nearly died.
While a priest is performing the last rites, Lucifer appears, and says that he will spare her daughter's life if she promises that one day Nikki will bear his son, the Antichrist. Her mother agrees and the Devil saves Nikki. Years later, Nikki, now a successful photographer, is in a hospital watching over her mother who is now on her deathbed. Her mother tries to warn her of the impending evil, and dies. When Nikki touches her mother's crucifix her hand is burned.
Nikki moves into a new apartment, not knowing that the room she is currently living in was the scene of a brutal murder years before. Nikki is skeptical of faith and religion and has become more and more isolated from spiritual ways of life.
One night as she's leaving a bar after an argument with a coworker, Nikki storms off with the co-worker following her. He dies after being hit by a car and she is saved by a mysterious, Devils Child, handsome stranger. The next day she finds out that the stranger, Alexander Rotha Thomas Gibsonlives across the hall from her. He is a theology professor at a prominent university. He and Nikki grow close and eventually become lovers. Meanwhile, the priest tries to warn Nikki of the evil that is after her, but is thrown from a room high above the church chapel by a gust of wind.
Nikki witnesses this and is shocked. She then speaks with a priest named Father Domenico who knows something strange is going on. This is just a preview! Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. Make sure your selection starts and ends within the same node. All News Daily Roundup. Album Reviews Song Reviews. Song Lyrics. Review: RIFF-it. RIFF-it good. Listen while you read! Add Comment. Take These Chains 2. Bloodstone 3.
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I believe you're the devil's child. You took my heart And left it blown to smithereens I gave my body as a slave You cut my flesh And drank my blood that poured in streams I'm left here broken and ashamed. Goin' under Hear the thunder Death defying grace Your condition breeds ammuntion. By this we can distinguish God's children and the Devil's children: no one who fails to act righteously is a child of God, nor he who does not love his brother man. World English Bible In this the children of God are revealed, and the children of the devil. Whoever doesn't do righteousness is not of God, neither is he who doesn't love his brother. Cody, a little girl abandoned by her mother and raised by her aunt, a nurse, is kidnapped. The girl's guardian, aided by an F.B.I. agent, learn that Cody has supernatural abilities, and the abductees are a Satanic cult willing to do anything to gain them.
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