An Anxious Waiting Devil In Hell
The chiming bell
Is about to tell
Those who tragically fell
And couldn’t their inner riot quell;
Right now withdrawn into their shell,
That all shall with them be well
And their hearts again with pride swell
After power-packed prayers in their home cell
And, thus, none to their soul naively sell,
Too an anxious waiting devil in hell
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