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My soul

is tortured

by vultures again and again 

torn apart and eaten

only to be put back together 

to live to die again 

In this abyss

here is pain

as I walk around dying in flames

burning inside wanting to die 

Hell I played with 

hell I gained 

my damnation in pain

My soul assigned 

from being signed to die

forever to die