Damnation.

Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, cling to your touch before the approaching night, for your wicked soul shall never take flight.


Twisting, pulling, forever falling, the depths of hell there lies your calling...


Weighed by debt, every crime and every bet, ghosts of the pasts pursue yoou keenly, in the end your fate will slay you keenly.


Just a man just a man, they will never know the flames you fan...


A pile of secrets, a lockbox of torture, a closet and the devil's wardrobe, they will never know the pain you bring, it launches you to destiny like a spring.


Lashing, thrashing, memories smashing, deep inside your guilt is clashing...


Never forgotten and never to rest, damned and imprisoned like the rest, an orchestra of suffering, suffocating and spluttering.


An eye for an eye, no forgiveness, pay for your lack of rigidness...


Not a tear not a gasp at your funeral, a cheer and a laugh at your wake, your only love and happiness, all fake.


Your body is finished, your soul is cheap, not a single note of you shall humanity keep...



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Sorcerers.Apprentice.'s picture

I...I...I...

This is so moving and beautiful... you can feel the pain and suffering... I would say keep up the work, but I have a feeling that this is reality... in which case, I really hope everything gets better...


a.D.h

AkulaTHEPoet's picture

Grateful.

Always thankful for caring words. :)

 


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