Deep In The Fire

Bleeding dreams, hearing screams of demons stream from deep in the fire.
Cast out and stricken into a fissure engulfed of  flames in this maelstrom of  famished dead born creatures deep in the fire.
Silence of guidance fills the air and lingers in the dominant smoke of a vile sound that thrives here deep in the fire.

Laughter of turmoil torments and scorns a once unadulterated shell deep in the fire.

Bound in vain with breasts exposed and thighs wide, a once fruitful place injected with knives of slaves deep in the fire.
A soul once owned set loose by the light of a single name that came from the dying spirit of shame set free a part  from the fire,
Here to remind you.

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