Rage'n Curtis - Hell

The lake of fire
the devil's domain,
were ungodly souls
are doomed to remain.

Gargantuan mountains
of brimstone and flame.
So many spirits
being tortured in pain.

The sky is red
with lightning thats black.
The thunder roars loud
as a bolt gives off a crack.

Human shaped flames
desend from the sky.
The souls of human beings
that deserved to die.

Ther're forced to work
the hammers pound,
to wear away the
outstreched ground.

They're arms and legs
are latched with chain.
The thought of the sorrow
is simply insane.

Satin sits watching
so high on his throne.
As he looks up above
no expressions are shown.


He thinks in his head.
'Judgement day is near
and all will be dead.'

Rage'n Curtis

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