FLAVOURS OF HELL
Sin of the old I have commited
I wonder if I have been punished,
this sure doesn't feel like heaven
I must breathe the ashes that burn in hell,
for the devil's tongue, the whispers of evil I hear each day
Is it my own that has sinned with the world, or was it the world just as harsh as I was to my own
Sin of the old I never knew, heaven that it may be
one must be in bliss
to feel it as punishment
to see that is the Flavours of Hell
Copyright © Gremsa Basu | Year Posted 2024
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