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 Hear my desperate cries Spirits of the Damned, iron shadows cast Shrieking demon - far and wide praying for this breath to be my last