bloodspattered prayer
the mark of despair
your mind malfunction
wrist slitting escape
call of the devil
debt owed to the grave
you hear their footsteps
you cannot be saved
they carry your soul across the flames
torn into pieces screaming bloodbathed
this is your future this is your past
you're under the blade you will not last
reaching into the dark
all your feeling is gone
so close to the other side you're lost
reaching into the dark
all your feeling is gone
so close to the other side you're lost
you're lost
you're lost
look through the corpses eye
pray til your blood runs dry
the flames of hell are so high above you and i
tearing through flesh with broken teeth
burning away your disbelief
soul filled with sorrow
beaten down by grief
embrace despair
for eternity
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by Dickinson