And further into the nightmare, there was a pit. And there was a voice from the pit.
And it wrote itself onto mens faces. It sought an escape into the world of men.
It was a beast, I am sure. The thing inside is all that we must not let out.
A broken clock or a broken mirror will let it out
Chains I keep thinking of something that was chaind
Firey pit of the beast that lived in the pit
The beast it’s the beast
Beast in chains he was chained
Horns he lived in a pit
Red and fire
There was a man.
Red eyes he had red eyes
The man that had letters no symbols on his face
The man with symbols on his face he had symbols on his face
Flaming pit a pit of flames