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THE ABYSS
The abyss lies,
the abyss hides
the abyss welcomes him who defies.
Put your head
on your funeral bed
the abyss sends its flying pet.
Blue fire wings
of a bird that sings,
I'm sorry, Ben, the abyss wins..
His silent screams,
his vains' blood streams
the abyss visits you in your dreams.
There is no scar
but a pentacle star
is making the wall appear bizarre.
Invisable threat
Deamons with no head
They want to be fed
Bam..! He is dead.
Creatures'eyes congestion
with Lucifer's reflection
whispers in his ears a trade for ressurection
"I'll do as you desire
kill,rape or start a fire
scatter all your hate and wrath through a mental wire"
An evil sense,
a seek of revenge
a missing soul.
He is made to kneel
over a living floor
he is made to crawl.
Worms in his ears
dragged out of his fears that he can't defeat.
Things passing through
"This can't be true, is this my crypt?"
A beg for help
his soul turned black.
"Why are you crying, your lives suck..
but if you want, I'll give yours back
I'm sure your God don't give a fuck."
His room is now empty
his heart is vast
covered by hell's dead bodies dust
All of a sudden he saw a light
He felt shame in front of its sight
His remorse became bigger and bigger
He took his gun and pulled the trigger
"Welcome back asshole, now you're mine
swim in the body parts of those who declined.."
The abyss waits
with open gates
your defining exploits to write your fates..
the abyss hides
the abyss welcomes him who defies.
Put your head
on your funeral bed
the abyss sends its flying pet.
Blue fire wings
of a bird that sings,
I'm sorry, Ben, the abyss wins..
His silent screams,
his vains' blood streams
the abyss visits you in your dreams.
There is no scar
but a pentacle star
is making the wall appear bizarre.
Invisable threat
Deamons with no head
They want to be fed
Bam..! He is dead.
Creatures'eyes congestion
with Lucifer's reflection
whispers in his ears a trade for ressurection
"I'll do as you desire
kill,rape or start a fire
scatter all your hate and wrath through a mental wire"
An evil sense,
a seek of revenge
a missing soul.
He is made to kneel
over a living floor
he is made to crawl.
Worms in his ears
dragged out of his fears that he can't defeat.
Things passing through
"This can't be true, is this my crypt?"
A beg for help
his soul turned black.
"Why are you crying, your lives suck..
but if you want, I'll give yours back
I'm sure your God don't give a fuck."
His room is now empty
his heart is vast
covered by hell's dead bodies dust
All of a sudden he saw a light
He felt shame in front of its sight
His remorse became bigger and bigger
He took his gun and pulled the trigger
"Welcome back asshole, now you're mine
swim in the body parts of those who declined.."
The abyss waits
with open gates
your defining exploits to write your fates..
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