They Dance in Hell

Once again, ravings spilling from my very own minds basement
 A filthy dark hole, so devoid of the needed light
 In the dead of night obscenity is revealed
 Like blood from a scab that's scratched to never heal
 Beguile denial!
 With a heart rate well increased, so breathlessly
 As the beauty fucks the beast, in ecstasy
 They dance in hell!
 Laced with disgrace, such a cold embrace
 Under the spell!
 Disturbed yet camouflaged ilk
 Scowl and see!
 Forbidden odyssey, almost blasphemy
 Still foul make-believe
 An opportunity for a demonical spree
 Poem for the fallen
 In the words of the sullen
 Poem for the fallen
 In the words of the sullen
 Cold sweat, tingling thoughts of an old threat
 Terror got her all wet, lecherous sympathy
 In the end all it comes down to are dreary memories
 So sick of seeing them through, so my choice this time - fucking apathy
 All it comes down to in the end
 So sick of seeing them through in the end
 Fucking apathy
 Apathy
 They dance in hell...
 They dance in hell...
 They dance in...