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-Haunting Memories-


Why must this torment haunt my very dreams,
Demons ripping off my flesh,
Devils smiling at my torment,

To be the forsaken of death,
Why must I go throught these tasks?
Satan watches my every move,

Long hours pass by,
My blood slowly dripping down,
My head cut open,

This torture has gone far enough,
I can no longer take this,
Please set me free,

To be the forsaken of death,
Why must I go through these tasks?
Satan, what me as I kill you army off,

One by one they fall,
I've becomethe victor
Dear Satan, it is now your time to fall, just like your minions did...