Fields of ember,
Rivers of blood
Screaming shadows
Drought out woods
Lost souls
Wandering thoughts
Burn screaming to the ground
And wait till the skelton rots
Then'll come
Demons of pain
Blistering skin
And eyes of acid rain
To see you suffer
Your heart they feed
To hear you scream
From thier deeeds
You scream
You bleed
You cry
And plead
You're hurt,in pain
But they don't care
because in hell
Nothing is fair.
Rivers of blood
Screaming shadows
Drought out woods
Lost souls
Wandering thoughts
Burn screaming to the ground
And wait till the skelton rots
Then'll come
Demons of pain
Blistering skin
And eyes of acid rain
To see you suffer
Your heart they feed
To hear you scream
From thier deeeds
You scream
You bleed
You cry
And plead
You're hurt,in pain
But they don't care
because in hell
Nothing is fair.
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