You’re drowning in the dangerous darkness of death

Don’t fight the sensations taking over you. “Don’t hold back”

You’re trapped. You need a way out. You try to run from the fear

Of being frozen in this never ending moment of nothing.

A door opens slightly from the far side of nowhere

It’s strange red glow looks dangerous yet welcoming.

You’ve stopped in your tracks, but your feet still move on

As an invisible force lures you towards the lucid light.

A thousand thorns prick the souls of your fee

And the sweet tingle of pain sends shivers down your spine.

A voice so sombre and soothing whispers gently into your ear

“Welcome”. Its greeting so warm, but so bloodless.

You stand back a while and inspect your new home

“Take a deep breath and smell the sinister stench of sin”

It makes you choke, but you welcome it into your lungs

Because you know soon the same sinful stench will reek from your body too.

You think your eyes have deceived you but even your

Skin has sensed the horrors of this horrendous haven

But the burning smell of blood which fuels the fire of Hell

Is so addictive. “You need to get closer. You need to feel the heat”.

Surrounding you seems to be a sea of mutilated bodies

But you need to touch the truth to believe you’re not dreaming.

Curiosity slowly starts to overpower you. “Go on. Do it”

Stroke the scorched skin of a soul-less being.

You know you shouldn’t be here. “Why don’t you turn back?”

There’s fear with you but you’re already addicted to the gentle pain

Throbbing in your body. Like gentle music it makes you sway

And so you dance in the bloody rain the corpses offer you.

You shouldn’t have done it. “But you did”. You drank from the cup.

You’ve tasted the thickness of Death’s own blood. “Sssshhhhhh”

Stand still. Listen to the lingering lullaby of the living dead.

“Listen!” Can you hear the silence of a suffering soul?