Local hell
Why like the shivering creature you dwell?You're afraid to appear at the gates of a hell?
It's time to reject your useless fear.
You do not see? You already here.
Every day as a torture, every day is a pain.
Like a vicious circle - all over again.
Why so much of torments? I think, I can tell:
My friend, we live in local hell.
So many false saviors that need you to advise.
They offer salvation at the lowest price.
I do not believe in all that they sell.
Heavens is myth, and the Earth is a Hell.
Every day as a torture, every day is a pain.
Like a vicious circle - all over again.
Why so much of torments? I think, I can tell:
My friend, we live in local hell.
Show me the saint, and I'll tell he's a sinner,
Among those who has lost there can not be a winner.
Who's clean and sinless? There is no one,
The Satan lives in everyone.
Every day as a torture, every day is a pain.
Like a vicious circle - all over again.
Why so much of torments? I think, I can tell:
My friend, we live in local hell.
One consolation - it is not eternal,
There is a way to stop flour infernal.
Suffer and wait till it will pass,
The death will come and rescue us.
Every day as a torture, every day is a pain.
Like a vicious circle - all over again.
Why so much of torments? I think, I can tell:
My friend, we live in local hell.
Why like the shivering creature you dwell?
You're afraid to appear at the gates of a hell?
It's time to reject your useless fear.
You do not see? You already here.
Poetry by Black Knight
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Written on 2005-11-16 at 18:12
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