Sentenced To Hell

Judgement has deliver you to...

The orchestra of death sings

                                 Their voice sinful and pretty...

               Saying what lies ahead...

                                       All ladies of red and black...

 

Desperately...

   Running away from the singing...

                              On a road filled with suffering bodies...

                Like the one he read on Dante's Inferno...

 

He heard a voice saying: "Don't cry"

                        The voice was his partner  

                            Who died in the time they were robbing a bank...

    The body was naked, skinned and bloodied...

 

He said in a hazy voice: "Don't cry, it's all your fault anyway"

                       "You left me there shot and wounded"

          "Now it's your turn to rot"

                           He began laughing while thorns peirced his body

 

He ran....ran....and ran...

                            Deeper in the depths of the abyss

                 Trying to escape...

                                From the sins etched in his veins

                    He screamed his warcry and kneel helplessly asking forgiveness to God...

Reviews

[quarintine_deathangel]

This is really enveloping to read. As you go through it the scene, situation and characters seem to conjoin, completely surrounding, and the clear imagery describes every detail in full color and intent. I enjoyed reading, thanx for writing ^.^