Sonnet of thy prison

Thoust hand lies distilled among-st thy throat
Thoust breath is cold, a rotten taste
Winters air defies thy oath
Cruel darkened thy soul, now defaced
Bars painted black, in front of thy face
Trapping thy body inside
Red blood ribbons in thy skin are laced
Slowly passing thoust time
Walking the paths of hell
Eyes of un dead staring into mine
The end is near, thy hear the bells
Thoust cant hide from him
He whispers into thy ear cold and clever
Thoust punishment, thou will live forever