Hell

by Swallowed by Death   Jan 6, 2005


Silently waiting for dark to fall,
Shadows of demons creep down the walls,
Nothing can save me, it’s too late,
Maybe my death was actually fate,
The demons engulfed my body whole,
And terrorized my spirit and soul,
Spit me up and ripped out my heart,
Shredded it up and then tore me apart,
Took my soul to the hell from which they came,
Except hell and my life were exactly the same.

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