As Their Spirits Call

[imrogue]

I feel for those tormented souls,

in the pit of unescapable ghouls.

With serrated tongues that bind

tightly, human souls resigned...

In deep melancholy and desolation,

finding themselves in total isolation.

A gasp for air feels like eternal damnation...

Their hopes turn for their incineration.

I feel for those tormented souls.

Lamenting as their spirits call

For songs of Divine intervention

when sorrow suddenly beckons...