The Dark

I hear them around me.
In this dark room I feel these cold chains on me,
they laugh at me, scream at me to run.
but I can't, I can't move.
I feel the knives at my back.
I scream out for help but no one comes.
I see them dance around me like it is a game.
I know my fait,
I know what is to be come of me.
they want me.
They want my SOUL.