Hellmate…
Having a nap…
Me worried…
There's something on my lap…
"Hi"…The same old devil…
Fire in my face…
Shame in my self…
Hellmate up…
A tortured soul…
Sold to demons…
Natives of hell…
Fire! Fire! Fire!
The same old routine…
Breakfast…Fire!
Lunch…Fire!
Dinner…Fire!
Hope…Our's!
Cannot be taken…
Neither stopped…
We are the oppressed…
The tortured souls…
Out of love…
Out of life…
It's not too late!
To leave out of hell!
Goodbye hellmate…
May heaven be your fate..!
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