Seven

Darkened alleyways wind around dead ends,
Trapping lost souls in the city of sin.
The tormented cry out while demons grin,
Invading the shelter of cold, stone bends.
Av’ricious flames burn by lustful water
As stars blink proudly from envious space.
Wrathful eyes glare out from a twisted face
At slothful figures with glutt’nous fodder.
What is to become of those left behind
To wander the broken path of our souls?
When the time comes and the soundless bell tolls
Will I still have possession of my mind?
Through the eternal night the tortured screams
Break through and shatter hopeless, helpless dreams.