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Hell's Fire ( Natalie )

Hell's Fire ( Natalie )

I saw you, beside her,
the love caught in your eyes and tears,
the affection you held undying in your gaze.
She laughed along with you,
So trusting, loyal, and demure,
as my soul she sought to have wholly razed.
So tell me, how could you?
Let fire sear my ashen bones,
let lust and passion fight their way to win?
Destroy what remains here, I feel the fire deep inside,
as wroth and Ire find their way to sin,
and fire ignites to the end.

What rage is this?
Which burns my soul?
What devilish fire brings my heart to burn like coal?
Whose rage is this?
of beast or man?
What part of life is this within the master plan?
I ask you: run, farther,
find peace away from my painful grin,
be happy somewhere far far far away...
protect her, I beg you,
lest in hellish passion thee I pay...

I ask you forgiveness,
as fires cleanse my heart of joy,
as my being finds it way under its spell,
Take her, please, from me,
so she might be happy ,still,
while my soul wreathes in the dark fires of Hell...

God Have mercy on me,
God have mercy, on her,

Let her be thine, while away,
I burn.

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Dmitri Rudder

Thank you Hunchback of Notre Dame, and to Miss Natalie Lind, who is a perfect victim for this.

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