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To survive another day can be a hard-fought victory

In the face of a faltering will

To endure through raging violence in the shadows of the mind

As winds whisper suicidal spells

Nothing can be trusted, feel the circling vultures’ scorn

Hope is drained, replaced by mocking ghosts

Yearning for the warmth of the scorching flames of hell

Reassured by steel pressed in skin

Floating through a grey void, only comfort apparitions

Shells of humanity, hollow, patronizing

A test of your conviction to pursue the chosen path

Or the humor of the gods that toy with fools

Realize you’ll stumble nevermore once you have ceased to rise

Exit seems the only true reward

Is not everlasting life just an eternity of pain?

Are you held by fear of failure, or unknown?

Is perceived power just a closely held delusion?

Internal war can’t end in victory

This hell is absolute

Yet still we cling to life

Our quest cannot conclude

While breath remains

To satisfy the self

We feed the ego lies

But if you seek the truth

Join us here in Hell