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Distorted
Thoughts of good and evil
Where is this place I found
Toying with the mind of the devil
A twisted journey underground
Thunder bolts and lightning
Rage in this fiery hell
To you it seems frightening
But I know this place well
Hissing slithers the conniving snake
As the darkness slowly chokes me
I lie here but I'm not awake
My reality consumed by misery
A voice speaks and echoes laughter
The image appears of a little horn
What happened before this burning after
I deserve my heavens scorn
A faint sound fades away
Was it what I was looking for
In a pool of blood I now lay
This hell I wish I could ignore
What's never real always is
A peaceful death I wasn't afforded
My past my life away I kiss
What's really real is so distorted
Where is this place I found
Toying with the mind of the devil
A twisted journey underground
Thunder bolts and lightning
Rage in this fiery hell
To you it seems frightening
But I know this place well
Hissing slithers the conniving snake
As the darkness slowly chokes me
I lie here but I'm not awake
My reality consumed by misery
A voice speaks and echoes laughter
The image appears of a little horn
What happened before this burning after
I deserve my heavens scorn
A faint sound fades away
Was it what I was looking for
In a pool of blood I now lay
This hell I wish I could ignore
What's never real always is
A peaceful death I wasn't afforded
My past my life away I kiss
What's really real is so distorted
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