Hell’s Sign

An unmarked gravestone
Resting all alone in an open field
A reminder to all that
Some wounds never fully heal
No one can believe it all was real

Nineteen seventy three
A man was freed from prison
No one could recognize
The demon spewing forth those lies
A naïve young beauty fell for his eyes

She took his hand
He took a wife, then took her life
Then headed for the hinterlands
She hit the ground alight
Smoke and fire pierced the sky
A ringing loud to shield the cries
She rests there
Alone in an open field

Click, click calls the hesitant air
As blood and wind stain her hair
Hell’s sign remains forever there
Justice reigns when court adjurns
The town calls for him to join her

Smokey gray clouds linger above
The site of a youthful love’s demise
The devil can’t reach the angry skies
Roiling hot above his Earthbound hive
They all pray for him to join her
"Life was such a wheel that no man could stand upon it for long.
And it always, at the end, came round to the same place again."

- Stephen King, The Stand
Awesome, awesome job here man. I really felt a similarity to Slayer's song about that German killer, I hope you know what I'm talking about.

Either way, killer job man. C4C?

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Really great. Brilliant theme, and not many people can tell a story in a song.