Abyss

Falling, falling, into the dark.
Frightened by the hellhound’s bark?
Your happy soul is free no more.
It’s just like your body, dead on the floor!
But don’t you worry and loose your head,
The thing is, you see, you’re not fully dead.
No, no, you’re alive, awake and well.
But I must say you’d prefer hell!
The eternal darkness will drive you insane!
Just won’t go away, like a pesky blood stain.
Well, but hey, what will you miss?
Falling, falling, into the abyss.

F.M.G.