He once was a good man But war turned him sour Many of his generation drank themselves to death He chose to go further To a new hell not just in war But forever in hell He found a box Made of wood and covered in fancy metallic designs Whoever opened the box would be dragged into hell Dragged by large metal fish hooks attached to chains There they would either be tormented for eternity or become a demon the box saw in this military man a monster A monster that would become one of the worst nightmares for many Angels to some Demons to others A man with pins all over his face and head A white head with squares cut by unseen knife wielder Where each intersection of a cut would have a metallic spike Pinhead would go down as a memorable monster indeed
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Posted: Sep 2017
About this poem:
I was watching Hellraiser III today. In this one Pinhead is given the ability to torture the innocent as well as those who unwisely open the box.
I am unable to recall whether or not I saw the third installment of this incredible series. I do however remember the first two, which were profoundly disturbing in every possible way cinematically. The characters were as ruthless and evil as possible. I found the hammering on human heads to summon and bring back themselves back in an attempt to escape hell was particularly shocking. ......
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