Hell's Path

They live
They breathe amongst us
The hammer came down upon you
Space, taking over
Developed into a cult
Grim, dark and extreme
Walking down hell's path

Exchange visions
And fly toward a colder dark
Feeding on darker blood
Burning, therein to dabble

Nearly at the bottom
The passage goes further still
Ever deeper, ever so far
I'm near (there's no one here)
What they call freedom
Means imprisonment; their time on earth
They hope to die
So the soul can soar beyond

They have killed, they have seen
They gave what's seen through me

The growling is getting louder
The fog is far out the thickest ever seen
The hand that kept me down
I'll use it to keep you down

Feeding on darker blood
Burning, down hell's path.

Written 21-06-2003