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Hell's Realms
My body trembles
I open my eyes
I see nothing in the dark
I hear others' cries
My hands are restrained
Fastened above my head
The wetness running down my body
Stains my eyes with red.
I don't feel any pain at all
I hear the crack of the whip
I hang from my deadly shackles
Drawing blood from my own lip
As I lose all since of feeling
My future becomes quite clear
I'm heading to a better place
Far better than here
But where am I; really?
What did I possibly do?
I don't deserve for this to happen.
How can God allow it to?
The darkness begins to swallow me.
The numbness overwhelms.
Hell surrounds me; Burns me
Traps me in it's realms.
I open my eyes
I see nothing in the dark
I hear others' cries
My hands are restrained
Fastened above my head
The wetness running down my body
Stains my eyes with red.
I don't feel any pain at all
I hear the crack of the whip
I hang from my deadly shackles
Drawing blood from my own lip
As I lose all since of feeling
My future becomes quite clear
I'm heading to a better place
Far better than here
But where am I; really?
What did I possibly do?
I don't deserve for this to happen.
How can God allow it to?
The darkness begins to swallow me.
The numbness overwhelms.
Hell surrounds me; Burns me
Traps me in it's realms.
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