Hellfire by Jim Hendrick
Spiraling towards insanity.
Feeling the feeling of the increasing confusion.
The swirl of damned feelings that are inside.
What kind of witchcraft have I condemned myself to?
This curse that I have brought upon myself.
When I look at the sun I see the tendrils of hell operating in my mind.
I see angels with no wings crying at nothing at all.
As I walk outside I see the heavens cry.
Unleashing their drenching sorrow upon us mortals.
As I cross asphodel I stand in the fire
I marvel at this newfound pain.
Pain that emanates from one so dead inside.
I can see the blood dripping from the crown of the Divine.
The ones that we have so believed in.
As we are burdened with the chains of our own passion and emotions we are one and none.
I continue on my journey trying to find that one.
But when you do will it last?
Feeling the feeling of the increasing confusion.
The swirl of damned feelings that are inside.
What kind of witchcraft have I condemned myself to?
This curse that I have brought upon myself.
When I look at the sun I see the tendrils of hell operating in my mind.
I see angels with no wings crying at nothing at all.
As I walk outside I see the heavens cry.
Unleashing their drenching sorrow upon us mortals.
As I cross asphodel I stand in the fire
I marvel at this newfound pain.
Pain that emanates from one so dead inside.
I can see the blood dripping from the crown of the Divine.
The ones that we have so believed in.
As we are burdened with the chains of our own passion and emotions we are one and none.
I continue on my journey trying to find that one.
But when you do will it last?