* sickness *


Souls wondering around..
without fear, without light.
Lifeless dark eyes are staring at the sky,
longing to release themselves
but they can't because god wants you all to suffer and drown in your missery.

So the doorway stays closed,
As they become insane from images in their mind.
trying to maintain power by killing every soul as they feel amazed by the rotting corpses in front of them.

Eyes trying to understand the flowing red,
but are blinded by the higher ones.
smelling every body part with a smile on their faces.
Erotic pleasure wraps inside their skin as they're exploring the dead.

So sweet as sin..
So stuck within..
Lost inside themselves..
In their own wave of sickness.

I'll see you in hel.