Your entire body racked with pain

Blinding

Searing at the depths of your soul

Surrounded by darkness in the pitch black of the hole



You’re not alone

You see the others chained to the walls



Some strapped to the rack in the center of the floor

You hear their cries which bellowes from their code

Reverberating through the stone room never fading



I’m the chambermaster, I’m here for you

I’ll crush you ‘till you do whatever I want you to

I’ll cut you free of your serpent skin

And let the devil take you in



I can smell your rotten soul

Smell its putrid corruption