Gates of Hell
By Ron Smith

A locked door
Blocking me out
Keeping me away.
Please don't go....

There once was a time,
So long ago,
I was a different me
A different soul.
Through the mists,
Burned and torn,
I've emerged
Hanging on a razor chord.

A locked door
Blocking me out
Keeping me away.
Are you home?

I recall my first fall;
You pushed me down
But I tore my skin apart
And you laughed
And I bled.
My vision fled from me
And I succumbed
To the stars and the dark
To numb and the calm.

A locked door
Blocking me out
Keeping me away.
Leaving me on fire.

I'm standing before you,
I'm at the Gates of Hell,
Is that all you have to say?
Here I am, at the Gates of Hell,
And you just stare.
DON'T YOU REALIZE
YOU CONDEMNED ME TO HERE!?
Please just help me,
Give me a lift,
Let me through.
Douse these flames
Before you turn away.

A locked door
Blocking me out
Keeping me away.
Please don't go....