Is it hell or is it a nightmare?
All I knew was that it was terrible indeed
Soon I realized it was mere reality
But why? What had I done to deserve such torment?
It was all I feared before my eyes:
A miscellany of the utmost terrible things I had avoided all my life.
A feeling of embarrassment and shame was brought upon me by those events
I always was a timid man avoiding making myself look like a fool.
All this was Mephistopheles’ witchcraft
He in the disguise of that wicked man was doing all this to me
That man was my own shadow of sins
The one I had hidden inside had escaped the bones surrounding him.
Mephistopheles, the damned one, showed me the true face of myself.
It made me shiver in fear of being damned by God.
It was the moment I was awakened,
the moment I realized something must be done.
So I stood up and fought the evil in me for reaching the salvation promised by God.
Shall I succeed? Is it too late? All this still in my mind goes on and on and on…
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