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Black death

Somewhere between this world and hell

To a cold damnation i then fell.

The cold blood drippeth over me.

To a place thine eyes cant see.

Im stuck in a place i dont call mine.

Somewhere far beyond space and time.

Im cold now and i cannot see

The place where im supposed to be. 

In this hard journey i cannot make

Where thy footsteps are to take.

Thy soul is burning. I am not free.

What is to cometh of my soul, of me?

I wander onto hallowed ground.

With not as much as a breathing sound.

To dance with the demons in my soul.

A dark evil place no one will know.

As i lay here with my gasping breath.....

I stumble onto my black death.