twisted souls demented thought
tortured by what hell hath brought
cronic feelings building to the point where such
erupt from one, the devils touch
pain scortched deep, through skin and bone
kissed by death, now all alone
first life was fine, but it then die
and so embrased from satins cry
emotions yanked from deep inside
crushed and scatterd far and wide
body lifeless, lies at piece
and soul devoured from darkness feast
stale cold air surrounds in a crush
and soul falls through the fires rush
entraped in hatred, fearand screams
cutting through byfire beems
dominated by hopelessness,
encaptured by the noise
billions of restless souls stuck as lucifers toys
anger cuts throught the air
peircing tension and dispare
real lifes now overhave no care
for time shall now pass only, aseternity in hell |
Submission Name: the under world
