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My Punishment
This is a rewrite of DarkerHalf's poem "Our Evil" done for the Re-write Comp.
For past crimes
I can't hide.
This blood on my hands
Cannot be washed
Away...
In the chair
So unfair.
A judge of a man
Has weighed my sins
I'm damned...
An electric jolt
Is like fire in my veins.
(Seeing my sins unfold.)
The muscles twitch
And death comes creeping.
(Into a life of pain untold.)
There he stands
A cloven man,
A heart black as sin
My punishment
Soon begins...
First comes screams
Between the scenes
Engineered torment
Of fetish pain
In crimson tint...
An infernal burn
Is like ice shards in my veins.
(Seeing my sins unfold.)
The muscles twitch
And death comes creeping.
(Into a life of pain untold.)
My cries fall
He hears all,
But stirs only grins.
Lord of the flies
And of men.
Crucify!
Inverted lies.
Upon the cross in Hell
Forever I fight
Against
Crucifixion nails.
For past crimes
I can't hide.
This blood on my hands
Cannot be washed
Away...
In the chair
So unfair.
A judge of a man
Has weighed my sins
I'm damned...
An electric jolt
Is like fire in my veins.
(Seeing my sins unfold.)
The muscles twitch
And death comes creeping.
(Into a life of pain untold.)
There he stands
A cloven man,
A heart black as sin
My punishment
Soon begins...
First comes screams
Between the scenes
Engineered torment
Of fetish pain
In crimson tint...
An infernal burn
Is like ice shards in my veins.
(Seeing my sins unfold.)
The muscles twitch
And death comes creeping.
(Into a life of pain untold.)
My cries fall
He hears all,
But stirs only grins.
Lord of the flies
And of men.
Crucify!
Inverted lies.
Upon the cross in Hell
Forever I fight
Against
Crucifixion nails.
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