Revelations

With a red rock for a pillow I lay down as to die Blood poured thickly through my veins My fever burning high I suffered fitful visions All steeped in blood and hate They burned themselves on my mind's eye I was helpless to escape I spied a spectral ladder Tying earth to heaven The spirts of those whom I had wronged Climbed in groups of seven They did decried my crimes aloud In accusing ghostly yells Some made their up to the top While others slipped and fell Demons swarmed like insects From the corpus of the earth Their claws outstretched and menacing Limbs dragging in the dirt The earth was torn asunder In a glowing gaping maw That swallowed those who lost their grip And held all who should fall The ground unleashed its horrors Exhalations from a tomb The choirs of hell both rose and throbbed Wailing songs of doom My soul was rent and boiled dry At the screaming of the damned I swore I'd never find that healer As I was swallowed by the sands