Crossroads

I'm dying on the inside, I'm forced to face that fact
If I had a choice, I wouldn't take anything back
Smoking on this cigarette, waiting for what is about to come
Hell Hounds calling, nothing can be done
My ten years is up, nothing but wasted time
Prolonged my life but still went blind
Price of doing business, we know it all too well
Went back down to Clarksdale but had nothing left to sell
Already sold my soul, money has no value there
I tried running but the pain I can no longer bare
So I wait for them to tear down my door
My journey to Hell can no longer be ignored
I continue to smoke these cigarettes, knowing it may be my last
Drinking on a fifth of Jack, chugging it mighty fast
The howls are getting louder, Darkness is filling the room
My heart racing, sensing impending doom
Call it what you will, my bed has already been made
Now it's time to face the fears as I start to fade
I feel my blood leaving my body, flesh being torn
I see Him before me, a Beatiful Creature baring horns
Darkness is consuming me, taking me part by part
The pain is too intense, it's now ripping out my...........