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I wake up to the taste of metal,
And see just black and red.
I feel the presence of the souls,
Who have been long dead.
I feel a cold embracing hand,
And I slowly turn around.
I see a man cloaked in black,
Inside this hellish underground.
He says you do not know it yet,
But your pain has just begun.

I see now in a morbid picture,
Hanging on the wall.
A sad man lying there,
His blood running on the floor.
I guess he thought in his life,
There would be nothing more.
And then I start to recognize,
This poor depressed young man.
And at last I know in my heart,
Just where I am.

I turn to the cold dark man,
Just to hear him say.
Hello, I am the Prince of dark,
The king of fear,
Bringer of death.
Please sit down and stay a while,
For youve entered my little home,
I hope you enjoy your stay,
In this dark abyss.
I would have waited,
But it seems you could resist,

Deaths Final Kiss.