Hostage

I'm all tied up.

Blind folded and scared.

I am going deaf.

I need air.

I Can't see...

I need to breath.

I know that they are there.

They chant their words.

They praise Allah!

The prince of darkness laughs.

The room dwarfs in pressure.

The smell of death, no pleasure.

My final hour passed.

Demonic distortion cease.

The sharp metal bleeds.

One last look.

One last breathe.

For now i am deceased.