Visions of Hell
Past the stars and furthest moon
A land unchanged by time
A barren field of emptiness
Devoid of thought or rhyme
No earth to work or air to breathe
No age and without name
A vast expanse of oblivion
To drive a mind insane
There is no thought and never choice
No body and no mind
A simple truth, you cease to be
There’s no penance here to find
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An afterlife of walking death
Your trace upon the earth
Cry out in pain, without a sound
A spirit without worth
Watching those you love, decay
As you cannot do a thing
Not even speak your name aloud
Or comfort mortal skin
You are abandoned, without hope
It’s too late to redeem
And there’s no chance to recapture
The good times you have seen
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Your body lies now stiff and cold
But you still have sight and sound
Lying in a coffin, buried
Six feet under ground
Without distraction or temptation
Just time to contemplate
Form regrets and morality
Now that it’s too late
See how far your choices got you
See how deeply you’re bereft
As your body decomposes
And the maggots have what’s left
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You are trapped in your own nightmare
Forever seeking the day
The light you know will never come
As your body crumbles away
Fiendish ghouls and skeletons
Your closets open up
And you are hounded to the end
By the pain you bottled up
All your childhood terrors
And the torment you have seen
Will be unleashed a hundred fold
For the demon you have been
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Beneath our feet, in the molten core
Satan rapes your soul
Forever to be torn apart
And roasted over coals
Choking on the ash of sinners
Sinners just like you
Thrown on white hot, purging flame
As the devil runs you through
Peeling off your crispy flesh
And squeezing out your eyes
But still you keep on breathing
Your eternal last demise