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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.