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Differing Hells
In Hades’ Tartarus,
The Ghost King quenches his sadistic thirst
By cursing me to bear
Forevermore, eternal despair.
His furies’ talons sink through my heart,
Ripping it out to dilute the Styx with my blood.
He haunts me cold
With Death’s shadows
As he infests my nightmares
So my mind starts to tear.
In Osiris’ court
Where I’m left to rot,
My dead body wrapped in toxic bandages,
Rending my failed organs out like savages.
Ammit the devourer
Swallows my heart like vultures
Feasting on decaying flesh like scavengers.
I am drowning in a sea of chaos,
Tormented evermore by unresolved remorse.
I am the living dead
Where my afterlife is for
Anubis to dictate.
In Satan’s Inferno;
Banished from the living world,
The devil breaks my soul
As I plunge into the lava flow,
Condemning me to a rain of foul
That even Dante himself does not know.
I have transformed into a devil myself,
A demon invading into minds in stealth.
There is no paradise,
Only a world I despise.
I am trapped in a labyrinth
Of differing Hells
Meant to snuff out my last breath
And where my agony does not end with death.