Valley Of The Dead

I have walked through the valley of the death

I have feld the cold grip of death being beckoned towards the dark in the velley there is no light

I heve tasted the pain and suffering of the unborn child and desease ridden flesh the slaughtered and unwanted crying out in torment

Their cries and anguish scare my soul a dream or is it death

I do not know

I thaught

I vas sefe from the pain but the suffering stil remains put into a macabre life past eternal molestation is where

I'm cast The pain and suffering of whitch

I have felt was not of the innocent but of the guilty ones this pease of horror and etarnal suffering built for reprisal against the vile

I cant wait until

I'm dead