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Death and Sins
Crackling and burning.
Twisting and turning.
The black smoke rises
In many shapes and sizes.
Smelling chard flesh,
So sweet and fresh.
No way to fix.
Just stir and mix.
The bodies with bones,
The bodies with no souls to own.
Too far gone.
No way to carry on.
Dancing in the night
The black smoke takes flight.
No way to see,
No way to flee.
Trapped in darkness.
You're now heartless.
Feelings have left.
No longer a beat in you're breast,
Or an inhale of breath.
Now just a painful death.
Screams heard all around.
In this Hell you're forever bound.
Just accept the fact,
You're bones are now cracked.
No way to save.
Forever a slave.
Because of your sin
You're now trapped in your own skin.
