Take my hand times soon to end your soul will not be lost, but a heart of stone you will have with no emotions to show.
In misery, living in the house of grief is where I lead you to be, to live with yourself along with all your hate and self-doubt. You can keep your memories but the good ones I must take, here in this place you can have no peace Welcome my child to after life's realm of misery and grief.
Dimly lit you'll barely see, and in time your site will give leaving you alone with all of your darkest thoughts you thought you forgot.
Misery will wrap her cold caring arms around you but no comfort will come, grief will bring you warmth but only by your tears that forever will flow.
You can't see, but others are here lost in their own state of misery and grief. So sit my child and have no worries you'll be here for a while, welcome to your own special Hell, you passed the threshold forever to live in the house of misery and grief.
