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A helluva Dream
By Niki betsill
Down the rabbit hole I'm falling
Can't you hear the voices calling?
From the darkness Creeping, crawling
Insanity, absurdity
A new day dawning
Judgments pending,Sins atoning
Wicked people
Lost souls roaming
Picked apart And tortured slowly
Only to remain
Lost and lonely
Distorted faces
Smiling phony
Cackle laughing
Hunger growing
Half dead beasts
And marked men showing
Devilish scars And eyes plucked open
Burning pits
With Embers glowing
Stitched up lips
And bones all broken
Satan's army
Proud and devoted
Marching forward
Leaving blood rivers flowing
Burning rancid
Flesh ripped wide open
Empty cribs
And lost mother's hoping
Endlessly searching
While eternally choking
Dead men's hands
Reaching and groping
Calamity of Insanity
Rapidly approaching
Naked witches
round the fire they're dancing
Singing, chanting
"Lucy I invoke thee "
Open wide eyes already crying
When this vision I had awoke me
I open up my blind minds eye
Try to see what God wants to show me
Upon us are the end of days
Nigh are the days of suffering
Take this hint, this sign, this clue
And prepare for what's upcoming
In the dark is lurking
Evil perverse and cunning
Souls twisted into monsters
Into demons they are turning
Into the land that's promised
Recycled souls returning
I think that I have done my job
I hope all heed my warning
Because marked men are left in hell
And spend eternity burning.