Time went really slow
Time before the gallows blow
Some wretched forces pulling me from both ends
Huge, relentless devils
Strange lights and wailing winds
Pounded my senses
I rolled as if knocked
Out of a heavy dark cloud
And the forces changed
Only the direction i felt
I was being tried
To turn to nothing
And the tree began to dry
Parched hot and thirsty.
Strange noises behind
My back i felt
Someone waiting in cold
Waiting in the shadows
Waiting to strike
As i turn around
Showing its terrible face
Smiling on the death i found.
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