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Ever wonder where dreams come from?
Ever awoke just crying?
I awoke out of a dream,
Inside another falling.
I could feel the fire burning,
I could hear him screeching,
The flames of hells infernal lake,
Lord am I still dreaming?
I could taste the smoke that billowed,
Into the realm of pain,
I could smell the scent of lust,
Burning all the same.
My tears of gas inside this lake,
Made the flames burn higher,
I Know now I have not the strength,
To put out hells soul fire.