The unthawed tear rolls down the dead cheek.
All of this is just too much to speak.
I can hear the pounding, of the nails into the coffin.
I can hear the screaming, the screaming begging for stopping.

Visions of a fiery pit,
All the souls that have gone amiss.
Clawing, biting, at my mind.
I see the pain of the tortured kind.

Yet all alone in this midnight hour,
Despite the cold I can feel the fire.
How can I ignore these cries from hell?
Where will my soul go?
Only time can tell.

Another one has died today.
What price will they have to pay?
Thought of death as the grand relief,
Now it has me to scared to think.
I don’t want to imagine when this life will end,
Because I don’t know what lies at the end.

I won’t walk down the path that I can’t see the ending.
All of this, the thoughts are sending,
Sending me to an early grave,
All these questions are driving me insane.

Yet all alone in this midnight hour,
Despite the cold I can feel the fire.
How can I ignore these cries from hell?
Where will my soul go?
Only time can tell.


Only the cries from hell will tell.

-Just in case you were wondering, I don't even believe in hell. So I
don't really know where this came from. I find it odd myself. But hey,
I just write whatever comes to mind, and this was last night's result-
 
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