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Knocking on Hell's door

The past is scratching on the walls,
The ones that block my Hell.
It wants to come rushing in.
Taking me down with it.
There aint no Dean to save me this time,
My Impala's all rusted.
Lucifer is coming back for his revenge,
He is coming out of his cage.

Comments

Shree said…
You really had an Impala?
Bharti Bedi said…
@Shree No, I wish I did though. Huge fan of Supernatural

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