the depths of hell.

[mihosayuri]

The blood of a martyr, the blade of a sword
The bodies of soldiers that had been warned
Going toward the wrong ending, a lost path
Said to keep things from becoming a bloodbath
Yet lie the corpses that had been slain
Watched each other die within the rain
In this dark alley is where I dwell
Lurking in the valleys of the depths of hell
No more faith, I remember the time
My heart was broken, it should be a crime
Running away from the sweet devil's lair
Here I am, sitting in Death's chair
So as I wait for death to come
I pray to my gods that my spirit won't die
It is gone and it is done
No longer stuck in a world of lies