Among the twisted metal, Black with age and time Rusted over by water, blood, and hate

Prisoner of the ground, Prison for the unwary and evil We stand, scarred and broken. Twisted and turned, Melted and shattered. Forever, Eternally, Indefinitely Dead. Soulless, bleak, and dismal. Alone. But with many warped snakes I cast my head up high. Hear me, demons of the earth! Let you never, Ever, Escape from Me. Your bodies are trapped behind these bars. Your dreams; shattered. Your heart; broken. Your life; ruined. Let instead your hatred take root, Deep, deep in the dark chasm of despair. Kill it a million times and resurrect it a million and one. It will always be within you.

Waiting, watching, hiding, grinning. Let it boil over you and ruin our mind. Let it drive you mad with pain and rage and insanity. Until there is nothing left. This is my gift to you. May you use it where, when you are forever trapped. Trapped