Around, all around
The dark memories gather
The stroke of death
falls against my naked soul
It slays me, and darkly,
My blood drips to the
wicked earth that
is my prison
In unholy terror
I try to run
While Death's shadow
Looms over me
Now alone, my cry of mercy
falls upon uncaring eyes.
My Hell
falls upon uncaring eyes.
My Hell
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