LR

What to say. What to say. What unfortunate dilemma. Neither pray nor a way Out of unfortunate dilemma Shall I stay Shall I stay Says the one hard to remember Cut a way Run astray But the path I shall reach never Runaway Hideaway As the future dim and dimmer But as the sinful bells they ring Call more than there have ever been And as the waves seem so akin To the thunderous growl within And as the void keeps calling Voices falling Strength's still brawling Long befallen Now horror's own internal bin And as it deems itself a sin And all the mending seems in vain The shudder crawls out stripped skin Though not reveals amidst the pain The claws they thirst for reddish rain The mopish soul won't hesitate To tear the wretched wreck asunder The innocent will surely aid