Sinner…

Far far away

A never place

No escape

Dark, dark landscape.

Twilight dreams

Stifled screams

Crushed essence

Stale fragrance.

Soulless villain

Slowly killin’

Suffocating voice

Inescapable choice.

Crucible wrought

Or mother’s sloth

Burned anew

Wroth renew.

Won’t spare I those who did this to me

I’ll avenge me like Hell’s Fury

Cross my path and I’ll kill thee

No rainbows lovely, dark, thirsty I be!

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