Black. Black is all I saw. Once 'pon a time, I could hear the 'planes o'erhead roar. Now, all is become silent; all is dark. Once 'pon a time, I could taste, But now all that is left is a great waste. Now all is silent; All is dark; All is tasteless; All is stark. Once 'pon a time, I had breath. Then the lead struck me; It sent me to death. All is silent; All is dark; All is tasteless; All is stark. I drew my final breath; I was lead into Death. This black void; it drives me insane. I feel the walls closing in. I sense Him coming for me. Black is all I can see. HE comes to me, Yet, I can not see. HE approaches: The Devil comes! I struggle to my feet. 'Tis too late; I am beat. HE takes me down the well; HE takes me down to Hell...