I hear the grim reapers scythe tapping on my chamber door
As he breaks through I feel the heated grips of the hands from hell dragging me ruthlessly to the underworld
I beg and fight for my life but in the end I am defeated
Dragged to the depths of hell, I keep falling and falling and falling
The unbearable heat burns my skin to a crisp and I feel no more
I hear the sounds of screaming, I hear death calling
In this world there is only suffering. There is no night. There is no morning
As my skin burns off, I plunge deeper
I wake up in my bed could I have only been dreaming?
As I hear my alarm beeper, I reach but to no avail
I cannot move, I cannot writhe, I cannot flail
The serpent wraps its tight grip around me and with every breath it grips tighter
I want to scream but I lose more life inside of me. I see the light getting brighter
My last breath leaves my body, I fade towards the light
And as I plunge deeper
That’s when I realised it was Satan who was the one that held me so tight