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Hell fire
Widely stretched my tongue is loose
Far too hurt to tell the truth
O vengeance you brimmed me top
Wrenched over, squatting; my anger rot
Mounting the pain, I danced in your hands
Grief-straught upon your legions
I too began to squirm like a fly
Poor my vision; too tasteless; my eyes!
Scornful you striked me down
A fire from Hades I scorched the ground
No torture could amount to such rage
Bottled up and seized, I fill the cage
In silence I reached a nameless place
Hung high with decorations resembled your face
A threshold prohibited to none but me
Boiling red-blood water for eternity!
Far too hurt to tell the truth
O vengeance you brimmed me top
Wrenched over, squatting; my anger rot
Mounting the pain, I danced in your hands
Grief-straught upon your legions
I too began to squirm like a fly
Poor my vision; too tasteless; my eyes!
Scornful you striked me down
A fire from Hades I scorched the ground
No torture could amount to such rage
Bottled up and seized, I fill the cage
In silence I reached a nameless place
Hung high with decorations resembled your face
A threshold prohibited to none but me
Boiling red-blood water for eternity!
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