Soul Of Hell

Save me from the devilish flames,
snickering and dancing in the bloody war.
Spite and gloom rife and ready.
Tallies awakening the sleepless nights,
I'm fucking fearful for they are close,
useless Prozac no matter the dose.
Biting and burning me through the red moon.
A crispy insect to the doom,
enemy and victim to the storm,
only blood lust as the loom.
Many eternities spent in the haunted dorm,
has really fucked my soul up.