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My Every Waking Minute In Hell

I spend every minute of my undying life in hell
The place where all the souls of the dammed go.

I wanted I wished my life to end
End this dreadful nightmare that I called my life
He took every one I loved and cast them in to hell
All the pain memories of whats gone

I cast my soul to Satan the never-ending king
I'm owned by him, Im under his grasp
I gave up my life for them to be freed
That's why I spend my every waking minute in hell

The brimstone and fires of hell are all I'll every see
Never to see the world of the living
For all eternity.

Never to see the sun rise or set again
Never to see those who I freed
I spend my undying life in hell

Spending eternity in hell
Where there is no love
Where happiness is unknown

I sold my soul to Satan
And now I pay the price for setting my friends free
I spend every day of my undying life in hell.

In hell never to feel anything again

I spend every day of my undying life in hell.


-S. Skinner
Grief-Stricken.Piczo.com


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