Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Hell Is Home


Hell Is Home

Into the darkest corner
I stumble against my soul
Torn and battered
It stands before the gates of hell
My eyes squint
Hiding from the flames
My skin burns from air filled with sulfur
As demons wrap around my skin
Bloody skin falls from my bones
While Satan laughs in delight
My soul stumbles and falls
Again and again
Still I can smile
I can laugh in the Devil’s face
He does not know how happy I am

For I am finally home

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