I'm writing this letter from hell

Where I wallow, a broken, empty shell

For the pain I inflicted upon your mother

Through the smiles you saw a monster feasting on another

The refuge I seek is gone for all eternity

The devils all around clawing at my soul & leading me to eternal penury

The dead calling out to me, their whispers weighed like a sledgehammer on my soul

I think back to the times before the Devil invaded like a fiendish ghoul

Back to that last day you plunged a knife so deep, my head dismembered

Who says the dead don't remember?

Dying as disembodied head rolled to your feet

In the fiery pits of hell, we surely will meet

And I assure you, my dear daughter

It's a beautiful place for murderers.

Love, Father.

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