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Abyss
Look into abyss,
it stares back at you
The moon is bright in
the night
The stars fall from the
sky
The coyotes howl
into the blackness
The cemetery;
they are waking from the grave
Remnants of lost souls
haunt the wicked heart
The living dead are spooked in
their beds
No rest,
nightmares continue
Frankenstein has escaped
from the mental hospital
The souls from the wicked
are ripped from their bodies
Grim reaper comes to collect
the unpaid debts
New bodies buried in graves;
the mortician is busy
Devil never sleeps,
no one is safe
New cities of tombstones,
monuments of the damned
Lost wailing souls
echo through the chasms of the earth
Inferno is below,
fire and brimstone
There they Pay
the price
There they face their
death
