Millions of Tortured Souls
Millions of tortured souls Crying from all holes The winds of constant wailing Compels the fire to rise in time The gears that will grind your nails in Are precise to a razors line The tears of another's pain Brings no remorse at all Phantasmic abominations wait to feast on souls Falling from the open sky A hailstorm of terrified living corpses (Millions and millions) Sorted by forks the size and weight of anchors Searing and hot the second that they drop (Millions and millions) Some burst in the air from all the heat and pressure The anxiety of being conscious slime (Millions and millions)
Submitted by johnmansley — Jul 21, 2026
My body is infested This pain is demonic Unlike any other disease I have survived Supernatural origin A host it has made me A wealth of names and voices Dwell now inside my head (Demon infested tomb I am a demon infested tomb) I can't drive them out And they won't let me think A demon reads my thoughts Every time I blink Stalking my every move They'll never let me be Warping of my soul To suit their dirty needs Reflection of my life It's finally come to ruin Locked up and levitating Inside my room Determined to rid myself Of the filth that seeped while I slept Fasting a carnal fixation A flickering until nothings left (Demon infested tomb I am a demon infested tomb)
Submitted by johnmansley — Jul 21, 2026