Valley Of The Dead

I have walked through the valley of the death
I have fled the cold grip of death
Being beckoned towards the dark
In the valley there is no light
I have tasted
The pain and suffering
Of the unborn child
And disease ridden flesh
The slaughtered and unwanted
Crying out in torment
Their cries and anguish scare my soul

A dream or is it death I do not know
I thought I was safe from the pain
But the suffering still remains
Put into a macabre life past
Eternal molestation is where I’m cast
The pain and suffering of which I have felt
Was not of the innocent but of the guilty ones
This pace of horror
And eternal suffering
Built for reprisal
Against the vile
I can’t wait until I’m dead