Hell

by Kyndra   Jun 1, 2008


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

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