Shade is just a lie
Heat penetrates skin
Blistering sun rises
Once again inopportune
Shadows crowd the soul
Cackling cacophony
Demons converse with skeletons
The dark lord lurks
Grim is the procession
Late is hour eleven
Hellfire is awaiting
The soul is lost
Mouths are open
No words are spoken
World turns once more
Judgment is here
Was this just a dream?
Wondering under the shade
Gaze upon the earth
Gaze upon hell
There is no refuge
Satan walks among us
Maybe he's one of us
Maybe us all
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