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plunged in blood
Everything started with a bulletBursting out my head.
The wind blowing with anger,
Sunshine can't warm me,
An intense cold runs through my spine.
Only loneliness in my wondering soul.
The despair is increasing,
I can't control my feelings.
My body is contorning in pain,
Screams cut me like razors.
The silence is just a illusion,
I can't scream for help.
I found the way to my ancient home,
In a lapse of time i could saw my parents.
They can't hear my voice,
They can't feel my touch,
Sorrow is all that i can feel.
That face was so close to me,
Plunged in blood!!!
I can see my friends crying in dispair,
Under my bed lies a young body,
Plunged in blood pieces of a head,
In all places the gore is spreaded.
When i looked to that disformed face,
I could feel the hand, of satan...
...taking my soul back to hell!!!