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Death of the Soul
0 reviewsWritten in a very dark time in my life. Basically just talking about the pain I was experiencing at the time. Rated PG for minor language and a dark theme.
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Life is Hell
The world is broken
The church bells no longer ring
Artillery shells burst above
People fall and start to pray
Hoping someone above can hear
A thousands souls break and cry at once
The hearts left cold and black
They wonder around blind
And shed blood spilled
They clench their fist in fear
The devil is showing his face
Hatred spreads to all
Life is Hell; Heaven is gone
All the world is in pain
We pull the gun and there they all go
Ourselves condemned with the damned.
It is all gone; life is over
Death plays in the backyard
She gives me her hand and away I go
To the River Styx to swim
This is the end; all is done
I don't want life; carry it on
Force the life out of my soul
And take me to the Valley of Hell.
The world is broken
The church bells no longer ring
Artillery shells burst above
People fall and start to pray
Hoping someone above can hear
A thousands souls break and cry at once
The hearts left cold and black
They wonder around blind
And shed blood spilled
They clench their fist in fear
The devil is showing his face
Hatred spreads to all
Life is Hell; Heaven is gone
All the world is in pain
We pull the gun and there they all go
Ourselves condemned with the damned.
It is all gone; life is over
Death plays in the backyard
She gives me her hand and away I go
To the River Styx to swim
This is the end; all is done
I don't want life; carry it on
Force the life out of my soul
And take me to the Valley of Hell.
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