Atonement

At the gates of Hell I stand,
Ready to enter as a man,
Sought out by the evil here,
It shall find me without fear.

Upon the road of fire and bone,
I'm forced to walk this path alone,
Haunted by his face of sin,
I begin to doubt I shall ever win.

Tortured souls of corrupted men,
Howl in the darkness without end,
This is a place no man should be,
With nowhere to run. Nowhere to flee.

A chilling growl approached from behind,
From the soulless creature I came to find,
I had become a gladiator upon his sand,
One last battle....one last stand.

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