Waking Up In Hell Poem by Death's Shadow

Waking Up In Hell



The music twirls and dances around me.
Wraping around me,
flowing through me.
It lifts me up,
high in the sky,
weaaving in and out of the clouds.

Then I wake up,
to the screaming,
and fires of hell.

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