King Of Terrors

I awake - without the sun

encased in walls of steel

terror so real - it blinds me



Rancid darkness steals my breath

The Pit - on the edge of death

The wells of Hell know not my name



I slip away...into black I fade away



Terrified - to the left and to the right

Spirits of the Damned, iron shadows cast

Hear my desperate cries

Shrieking demon - far and wide

praying for this breath to be my last



Awake again - paralyzed

I'm shackled to this alter

sacrificed to their God



'Inch by Inch and Line by Line'

The Blade - descending lost in time

The fiends of Doom they call my name



I slip away... into black I fade away



Terrified - to the left and to the right

Spirits of the Damned, iron shadows cast

Hear my desperate cries

Shrieking demon - far and wide

praying for this breath to be my last



"The Inquisitorial vengeance

had been hurried by my two-fold escape,

and there was to be no more dallying

with the King of Terrors..."

[Edgar Allan Poe - The Pit and the Pendulum]



Terrified - to the left and to the right

Spirits of the Damned, iron shadows cast

Hear my desperate cries

Shrieking demon - far and wide

praying for this breath to be my last