diabolic drum beats burning
rhythm in my mind
like the sand between my teeth
an inquisition well refined
torturing my withered senses
my rage will make me blind
demons laughing dancing playing
as that sand they grind
the fire screams and the bell tolls
everlasting worms have dined
the relief of cooling waters, no.
they are in heaven confined
rusty needles pierce my eyes
their mask of light behind
internal orgy becomes more fierce
the throbbing more unkind
fiendish cackle haunts my ears
for my pain designed
I grasp the aching cranial bomb
as my reason's undermined
checkmated in the only battle
defeated, dead, resigned.
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