On my way out of the darkness

Running from their hatefull bliss

Heart beating like a drum

Slowly my body is going numb

Trying to reach the light

Willing to put up a fight

They reach out with their cold dead hands

Trying to keep me from the holy lands

Ripping limbs from their corps so cold

Limbs attached to me with their death grip holds

Climbing over corps so carefully

With images of my family

Falling slowly to the ground

Cold lifeless hand come after me from all around

Quickly trying to get to my feet

With corps ripping though my body's meat

Flesh open and blood pouring down

Still fighting to reach the holy ground

Clawing my way out of this hell

Blood seeping though my fingernails

Skin ripped and clothes torn

My family starts to morn

Finally at the light

A scared hand grips me tight

At last on the holy land

On my knees because I cannot stand

He saved me from the mouth of hell

With a loud thunder rings the victory bell

On the way out of the darkness

Where I ran from their hateful bliss

Heart slowing to a steady beat

Out of hells hateful heat

No more corps to climb

Just their lifeless bodies on my mind

As I look down I see

A lifeless hand with its hold still on me

Tired now I lay down to sleep

But the memories of hell I keep