Where am I tonight?
How did I get here anyway?
Why can't I see any light?
I don't even remember living through the day.
Who are these people running around?
They are all short with ebony eyes, and flaming hair of Scarlet's crown. Their mouths only speak horrid lies.
Why is everything in blackened shades?
Why is fire dancing across the plain, searching for its next victim in the haze. They see no danger, am I the only one sane?
What time is it here today? Does time even exist here? This can't be somewhere they want me to stay. These people even make my pain sear.
Pain, anger, devastation aren't real, that's what they say at least.
Grief, eternal death, and madness are all they feel, though on fear and nervousness they feast. This world must be a myth, because its a world of evil. This place is even ruled by a sith, and his palace has many a seal.
Maybe I just need a way, to wake up in order to get out. So I fall into a fiery abyss, and see day, instead of awakening I only shout. This is like the land of Hell, but instead even Hell can't handle this pain.
Maybe this will ring a bell. Even Hell has nightmares that are insane.
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