So quiet, but yet so fucking loud in the fire. Blinded by the dark cloud, a tormented shell. I know what it's like to get dragged to the lowest floor of hell. Helplessness, imprisonment, abandoned, left for dead. Agony ingested, misery sent. I met true torture and ripped out it's throat, I peeled off it's skin and stitched a new host. I swam in fear until I soaked up the sea, and purged off my lifeless, dwelling, sorrowful hopelessness, my torment and misery. I've seen the darkest corners of hell, I've danced with the devil and almost fell. I've felt deaths grip, and fuck, is it tight, I nearly begged to see the light. The coldest that I've ever felt was crawling through hell and screaming for help. How the fuck did this world get so cold? You all make me sick. Scraped skins from the wretched floor, dragged from the hooks in my back where the knives were before. A life of purpose bound to cruelty, mark my words, that was not the end of me. Internal hatred, eternal reign, never again, never the same. I've been dragged through hell, but it's such a familiar place. This is my rebirth, this is my reign. Humanity is bound to get dragged through the inferno, when will they realize I'll always reign? The immortal question, when will you learn your fucking lesson? Surrounded by serpents, spineless embarrassments, you should all be ashamed. You foolish cowards, feel my pain. Remember this, you bastards, I will forever reign.
