Hell's Angel

Torturing restraint, so violent, slumping like a puppet on a string.
Wounds that flow from everywhere, a crushed and broken wing.
Manipulating mummering whispered deeply in your ear,
Of dark and intended evil, urging you to primal fear.

Blood flows from arms and feet, punctured with molten screws.
Screams that fracture your mind, is it coming from them or you?
Surrounded on all four sides, to be victimized in hate.
Threats to run your bones across, a rough and sharpened grate.

Is your spirit trembling with pain, and your heart consumed in fear?
For, it will cause your faith to falter, and your destruction’s coming near.
Delving deep within your soul to that secret place inside,
Where is a choice of good or evil, and where fear cannot reside.

Finding you have been set free, and having been made to choose,
You discard doubt inside your mind, knowing Good can never lose.
Everyone has control of one choice, inside that secret place you dwell.
Remember never doubt your choice, or you may be an angel trapped in Hell.