I hear Death's whispers in these streets
Where bloodied sheets snuff the light from windows
Absent are the bells
But Hell knows the silent
Eyes wander as you crawl inch by inch
None blink at your suffering
The distance is never ending
Mother, why do we suffer still?
Father, where do your feet scratch the floor?
What is a home where only hate creeps?
What is a home, where it creeps like mould?
Absent are the bells
But Hell knows the silent
When you finally collapse
Will you feel their breath on your skin?
Bound for the imminent
Death marches in a dying world
As they approach
Exhale your decay to sate despair
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