In the Depths of the Soul

In the depths of the soul there is a place

a place where the innocence lies awake

Where planes fly high in the heavenly space

a place where there is no time for a snake.

The depths of the soul hold something asleep

something corrupted by putrefied souls

where the king of the darkness makes kids weep

making imposible their reachfor goals.

the depths of the soul where father hades stays to rest

and ignites that deadly force to destroy

filling the atmosphere with toxic pest

killing the innocence, oh poor poor boy.

In the depths of the soul nothing stays pure

so we stay wondering, what is the cure?

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