Hell is empty


Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
We have nothing in our hearts but fear.

Surrounded by fiery lakes,
Having venom spitting snakes.

Mayhem! Chaos! Bedlam! Havoc!
Wreaked by the devils in our lives.

Oh, how I beg to escape their clutches,
Gripping me with their nails inside my skin.

They haunt me, terrify me.
They taunt me, petrify me.

Running away but unable to move,
They are behind me on their hooves.

Popping pills after pills to break free,
Hovering above me is always a banshee.

How to get away from the walls of my cranium,
When I have been waiting for my own requiem.

Constant pain in my head,
Their evil has spread.

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Here in my head, causing an agony severe.

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