Darkness entwined with
Rattling ropes that never cope.
Anxiety wrapped in breathlessness
Tied strands, bands, fear and burned.
Hopes up, down, and around
Swinging relentlessly as Hades captivates the
Whirlpool of lost tightened souls on a rope.
Darkened light as the gyre hugs
The lost souls like a rattlesnake
Constricting each victim one last time
Before devouring its own rope body
Lost in a system of no return
Let it burn, let it burn, rope burn.
Hope is for those dopes.
Tie a brick to a rope instant defeat
Midnight glows and darkness shows hear your call
Time to entangle those lost in your constricting soul
Whip, Thrash, Down the hatch, winding shut.
Watch the heathens of the underworld vanish as demons
Whip their pointy dark-hearted tails as you sail by
Whip, Whip, Thrash, Bang down the tripwire
What a joy to inflict upon your own worst sin upon one’s own kin.
As if a ghost strangling a haunted calliope with a rope
Wrapped in duct tape and smashed in a cloud of hellish smoke.