TORTURED SOULS

The changing began as dooms scythe pierces

my darkened soul, my cascade of tears fall upon howling eyes

STOP! STOP! We are the fallen ones

our minds a destructive playground

walk around the halls, you'll see names of the tortured souls

Could this be the anti-christ?

following as we walk around with chains bound to our bodies

like slaves commanded by Satan

Razor sharp knives pierces our bodies

as Satan commands us what to do like soldiers in the Army

We've received the darkest part of our tortured souls

There's a hole in our hearts that seep from our chests

bound and gagged, sliced and torn

we are tortured souls living in this hell

when Satan demands we become obsessed and possessed by our fears not to let him go

we are tortured soul living life in a manic aggression

we are weak human beings brought to this earth by Satan

he works through our eyes, we are his slaves, we are tortured soul

we scream in pain, hell crushing flames shine through the darkness

Satan's demons attack us with a deadly demonic force

as we realize we have sinned and this is our punishment

we are tortured souls who look deep down in the black pits of our hearts

delivering Satan's sinister message of doom

WE ARE TORTURED SOULS

Aiden Dylan Kirchner