The Bell

 

Seven times I rang the bell,
Seven times I was ravaged
By Hell.
I screamed the scream of
A broken angel.
I bloodied my fists
On glass that shattered on
The floor.

I ran seven paces,
Only to be blown back
By the harsh wind.
The wind turned
To fire scorching me
Within.

Seven times I rang the bell,
Seven times to enter
Hell.
I laughed at my pain...
I cried and went insane...
I covered my eyes...
From darkenss the
Evil still slithered.

What I believed before,
Seven rings to clear
My sin.
I was told by demons
With glitter on their
skin...

The Demons of Hell
Always came with seven
Rings of that Bell...