There is no echo
In the realms of hell
There is no soul
Hidden in an empty shell
There is no hope
For those seen unworthy
There is no scope
When you are unearthly
There are no dreams
When the nightmares call
There are no screams
Whenever you will fall
There is no echo
In the realms of hell
There is only the show
And no one to tell.
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