Unnameable Gate

Looking around her at all of the strangers doesn’t know where she is doesn’t know the faces around her and as their smiles turn into a horror it’s in the currency of children to the perversions of a sickness her innocence is bartered Down in the dungeons live the needles of numbness the slow intoxication's of a narcotics subservience there in deliriums dangerous darkness reaching for faces which used to give love as the memories of home are ripped from their heart Somewhere above them the demons are gathering in voices which echo while the music is playing fearful they tremble there is no protection no one arrives, no heroes to save them tiny and trapped in a world of violent submission degradation demand to such lascivious attentions Suffer ye not oh thee little children for in time and to the end pity shall take them so many lives so casually destroyed to their deathbed have fallen so alone in the nightmare their innocence bartered in the currency of children So alone in a nightmare with no heroes to save them as to authorities evil their bodies are taken no one to run to securities warm arms never embrace them all the horror ends in deliriums dangerous darkness