How the Hell

The thing I want the most
Is to know what the hell I want.
The one thing I need to know
Is who the hell he was,

Is to know who the hell I am,
And why the hell no one wants to tell me.
Is he really dead, or could I be his demon's next man?
And how much worse than this life can hell be?

How the hell could he be dead when all this time I didn't know he lived?
How the hell could he dare to die in the same building as the son he never knew?
How the hell could I be so stupid, after all the things I never knew he did?
How the hell can I live without him, how the hell can I live with myself, how the hell can I live with YOU?!

How the hell can he be dead?
How the hell can I get this through your head?
How the hell can you turn a blind eye?
How the hell don't you see? If he's dead, so the hell am I!
Written by Angel_Of_Darkness (Rune L)
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