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"As the darkness pulls me under
I know my time is near. It drags me down to a
horrible place that i know and fear. My soul
is blackened, my eyes turn red
As I turn to something I feel I dread.
My skin goes cold, my body goes numb
As the words linger to me "come".
When I open my eyes I see all black,
As I listen to chains rustle and clack.
It's a horrible place I can't for tell,
It's black and red, a living Hell.
What a disturbing place of fire and cold,
This is unimagonable, it's untold. All
I feel is numbness and pain, this is
a feeling i wish never came. As I lay
awake feeling this dread, all I do is
wish that I were "dead".