To my HellOh, shiny depths of deepest hell! Despite my desire I'm still feeling home! But I miss the one beloved smell of a seaport or an aerodrome! Tropic of my spended time! Please don't turn me into moan! Well, I know the hell is mine, to feel falling tears and mourn. Unaided I just came this way! You, my hell, will never die! Being mine until that day I'll sink to ground with one last sigh! And my heart is growing stronger the longer I grow for my hell! And you are growing for my hunger, I know it's pain, I know, but well! See my picky, scary eyes - always looking for abysses... I don't need a good advice! But passion! Hell... your bloody kisses! Blessed wounds, a dancing-seal, fading into spiral dust. I will become my own appeal, because I want to and I must! Inside my dark detention cell I have my only place to be Lord and Master of my hell, the animal I am... and free! All the good and needful things are builded on a pain plateau! Oh hell, your deep black raven wings are such a beautiful tableau! Let me wear 'em on my eyes, they may look like suns of doom! Both of them, because I'm twice! Yours, my hell. Beloved gloom.
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