Tenechi

Ummmm on fucking point!

So welcome Don't mind the hounds at the gates Ignore the mounds of remains and towers of flames The pitch smoke, brimstone comin' out of the lake And the Sulphur shrouding your face You come around to the taste You hear the howls of pain from the damned, bound and restrained Now being flayed The sound that it makes So loud that it makes the ground start to shake He's now in a quake, falls down through the plates Comes out in a cave, and all he thinks now is to pray Opens his eyes and he's surrounded by grey Looks down, it's the same Shook as hell, couldn't tell if he was pushed out or escaped Nobody around him, no body around him, no form, power or shape Just doubts and mistakes echoing round and round in his brain And how it would change if he was just down here again All the hours he'd waste and how at your age a crown or a chain was his proudest of aims He can't breathe, he's drowning in shame He's now gone insane and can't tell if he's been here ten seconds or thousands of days

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