My Spirit Broken

Attention all who listen through the Hell Box, I'm live from Hell, your unwavering paradox. Infernal flames dance amidst shadows so prime, A realm of chaos, where despair gorges on time. The Devil's chorus echoes in haunting tune, As lost souls wander, shackled to their doom. Tormented whispers seep through the fiery air, Desperation clings to the depths of this lair. In this abyss, where darkness reigns supreme, Every torment devised is but a wicked scheme. Sins that once tempted, now devour the soul, As regrets consume, leaving despair to unfold. Here, love becomes a relic, no longer divine, Betrayal and torment merge, merged into a lifeline. The Hell Box broadcasts our eternal plight, As the lost souls scream into the endless night. So heed this warning, all who chance to hear, Hell's clutches grow stronger, lurking ever near. For once you've glimpsed this realm, eternal it seems, Escape becomes a hopeless, shattered dream. Attention all who listen through the Hell Box, Beware the darkness within, for it shares no equinox.