"Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait my time
Hell has been overburdened
How have I been so determined malign?"~
~Here now, pondering the reason
I must wait and die this time
All these countless souls are thrown,
To burn in the lake of fire
Why must Fate sweep this way,
Condemning a blessed homicide
We must follow this path until the end of this; Our lives ~
~Bled to nothing, the people in this line...
Led to nothing, if only they were born another time.
Chapters of a story
Never opened to see the light
If it could all be done again
Would the change have brought us another life? ~
~Fate is so unkind,
Forcing us into its' flow
Mindlessly reaping the blind
How should we have known?
"If it all amounts to nothing,
why then am I standing in this line?"
Hell is still overburdened
I must stand and wait in line...
YOU ARE READING
Waiting in line...
KöltészetA small poem. The rhythmic structure is based off a song with a similar meaning.