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by Kyndra Jun 1, 2008 category : Dark, fantasy / dark, horror
Whispering echoes fill the air, in this deep dark despair a bed of bones is where i sleep, the devil has my soul to keep wilted black roses grow everywhere, and a foul odor floats in the air tormented screams is what i hear, this disgraceful fate i no longer fear the demons lock the chains so tight, this time i won't put up a fight they let out chants and mournful cries, this place is where pure evil lies fire and ash fall like rain, i can no longer feel the pain they sing of death like a lullaby, the angels here can no longer fly as the evil corrupts my mind, my body you will never find far into the darkness is where i fell, into this place they call hell