There was no wind nor any sound
As I stood in the grave
Six feet deep and neatly cleaned.
The day had finally came.

Held by chains to the tombstone
That stood over me, triumphant and strong
It was time to pay my fee
Pay for every sin, every wrong

A girl stood in front of me
My company in the ground
She held a knife of ebony
I couldn’t escape from wear I was bound

She wore a grey hood that hid a face
Resembling that of a skull
In her eyes swam hate and loneliness
Over me she stood tall

She slipped the knife between my ribs
Then jammed it into my gut
Then slit my throat and I began
To drown in my own blood

The grave began to fill up
With all blood
The level continued to rise
Until I was completely submerged in the tub

I wasn’t dead I suppose
But I was in eternal pain
My body broke, and then my mind
I was driven completely insane

I looked to my right and could see through the ground
To beyond, to a fellow soul
I tried to call out, but couldn’t
So I continued, in my blood, to boil




I was surrounded by millions of graves
Filled with the red light
Inside them I could see
Other damned men, screaming in fright

This is Hell, I thought to myself
This is my punishment and eternal home
But just as I lost hope in everything
A hand picked me up from the red foam

I awoke with a start in my bed
And found it was but a dream
That was several years ago
But now, from that Hell, I have been redeemed

My payment payed, my sins forgiven
I have been saved
By the One who did it all
The reason why I celebrate Christmas Day