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Soddom and Gomorrah
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A little strange Running and screaming the little child frets, terror overwhelms
Skin crawling with the desolate feelings of fear and loneliness
Crypts lay open, awaiting the next victims last heart beat
Moss covered walls, creeping closer, suffocating the innocence
Burning eyes and scalding tears scar forever the grace of life
Angelic feathers lay ruffled and torn, flight forbidden into time
Scythes of the Grim Reaper lay strewn about, just waiting
Unholy curse plaguing the sanctity of Holiest grounds
Musical notes ringing through the air, climaxing ever slowly
Soul resting uneasy, hatred urging and ripping to get out
Suffocation stripping the eternal plight to utter nakedness
Bones and flesh strewn carelessly about weighing it down
Longing to touch the simplest action, smooth as silk
Craving the sins of the flesh and the lust of the heart, begging
Blackened eyes peering desperately into the soul of damnation
Demons lurking in shadows, waiting to inhale the sadness
Dead ends, no way to escape the twisted skein of the web
Tangled and undeterred it waits, energy leaking slowly into the future
Threads cut, and memories melting, the darkness consumes
Leaning into the light, flesh melting eternal slumber waiting …
