Where is my home? (Hell)
I have heard that the depressed and the satanic call Hell home
Fires and sorrow in this God forsaken dome
This place I will endure and roam
To finally find my true home
As I awoke my body ached with pain
Feels as if I was hit by a train
I stood up and the witnessed the definition of bane
This is the place where demons and devils reign
As I turned I faced a heinous looking Demon staring at me
Its eyes were red and I am knew to its world it can see
Now it is time, time for the Demon’s killing spree
Terrified, I ran from its presence….trying to flee
The Demon smiles thinking how fun it will be to chase
I ran thinking of how to escape this place
It is as if I was playing ‘prisoner’s base’
Running as fast as I could in this hellish race
Catching up to me with extended claws
Die, suffer and abandon all hope are there laws
I am not going to give up! I am not falling into this Demon’s jaws
I will not be some lost cause!
I then suddenly stopped at the edge of hell
Darkness is all there is beyond this prisoner cell
Go into the darkness or stay in hell?
I then jumped with out thinking and into the darkness I fell
As I began to fall, down my back was a hard cold chill
Falling into nothing and at this speed is such a thrill
I can not give up now…not until…
NO! I must find my home! This mission I must fulfill!
I then felt something carrying me
Almost like I am flying high and free
As I turned and looked, the wings were fake as I could see
Weird I know but happy that I am flying than falling. Don’t you agree?
But…what are these things
Fake wings found me and now they cling
They make a sweet melody while soaring though…almost as if they can sing
“Where are you taking me? Where is my home? Please I ask of you my fake wings…
Fires and sorrow in this God forsaken dome
This place I will endure and roam
To finally find my true home
As I awoke my body ached with pain
Feels as if I was hit by a train
I stood up and the witnessed the definition of bane
This is the place where demons and devils reign
As I turned I faced a heinous looking Demon staring at me
Its eyes were red and I am knew to its world it can see
Now it is time, time for the Demon’s killing spree
Terrified, I ran from its presence….trying to flee
The Demon smiles thinking how fun it will be to chase
I ran thinking of how to escape this place
It is as if I was playing ‘prisoner’s base’
Running as fast as I could in this hellish race
Catching up to me with extended claws
Die, suffer and abandon all hope are there laws
I am not going to give up! I am not falling into this Demon’s jaws
I will not be some lost cause!
I then suddenly stopped at the edge of hell
Darkness is all there is beyond this prisoner cell
Go into the darkness or stay in hell?
I then jumped with out thinking and into the darkness I fell
As I began to fall, down my back was a hard cold chill
Falling into nothing and at this speed is such a thrill
I can not give up now…not until…
NO! I must find my home! This mission I must fulfill!
I then felt something carrying me
Almost like I am flying high and free
As I turned and looked, the wings were fake as I could see
Weird I know but happy that I am flying than falling. Don’t you agree?
But…what are these things
Fake wings found me and now they cling
They make a sweet melody while soaring though…almost as if they can sing
“Where are you taking me? Where is my home? Please I ask of you my fake wings…