Standing by the gates of hell
Standing before me was the gates of hell
Behind was the beauty of the world,
That I learned to call my own.
Now that it's all swirled.
I have nowhere to go.
This was his plan,
For me to get lost
to run back to his clan.
I walk into hell
With my head held high.
Only seeking out the truth.
One that will make you cry.
I saw the devil today,
Sitting high on his thrown,
With the light around him dim.
Giving me that scowl all to well known.
Wanting the answers to why I am here.
He told me I did a sin
One that can't be forgiven.
For it you can't win.
In this game.
That of a few can take.
For it will bring disappear
To all those who cross the lake.
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