Your soul devours my spirit. The stares of your eyes terrorize my memory. The touches of your hands are nightmare creeping in my flesh. You have made my shadows shaking all through the night. In that dark cold room created by your holy mask.It seems every night and day are hopeless in the wrath of your hands. The sound and peril of that quiet and dark room still remain within my reach. Frozen, chilling me.
Your face is a rope in my neck. Your weights brutalized my whole life. My soul is shouting at your parental prowess!
The lights in your eyes fear my soul. Speechless were those begs of mine. Nobody hears my call. Because your power zippers my escape. Tears were only the way to cascade my death in the fires of your hell.
In the tomb of truth...that you are my father... spilling blood on my bed!
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