Ashes of the damned consumed into a dark abyss ,
Lingering around the cloudy steamy mist,
They represent evil and the unjust ,
As their souls rot like rust,
We all have or sanity ,
Some people cursed in vanity ,
Cursed by the dark with in,
Marked by the devils sin,
Burned by their mistakes ,
Tortured by their pain and ashes ,
As they burn into ashes ,
Within as the night clashes .
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