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The King Of Hell

The King Of Hell

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There were million people on the field

I was one too and I held a shield

With a weapon too that though I knew I could

I wouldn’t wield

So I saved myself .

But the guilt was eating me away

When I saw others die and their souls packed into shelves.

I knew to them there was something I could say,

To ease away their pain.


But they rotted away

In the summer in May.

I now knew

That there was nothing I could do

People had to die

And from death I could not be shy

So I picked up my spear

And everybody near died

I killed them all

This achievement was not small

And I stood tall

As the king of hell

But who am I to you?

Pray tell.


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