In the gardens of hell The people may call For a soul to sell Your blood will begin to crawl The screaming you'll hear too loud The pain you inflict so true When at the top of the crowd You become anew It's not you anymore The roles are reversed It shakes you to your core You're at your worst So many cursed But this time it's your fault You begin to thirst You're the assault
Sorry I haven't written in so long. I've been going through some stuff irl and I've also had the worst writer's block. Also, this was my first real attempt at writing, I hope you like it.