Then you die

Blood is boiling    
Thoughts are twisting  
Plans of killing seem so fulfilling    
Intentions to kill  
Massacre in design  
Wheres your god and his sign  
Just a flicker of hope  
An artificial light  
After death is god in sight  
Blood flows still  
But still no sign  
The light from heaven will never shine  
Forgive me for not believing    
But the sun never shines then you die  
The sun never shines  
Then you die  
The sun never shined  
Then you died  
Hes seen their hellish minions  
In their fiery halls of doom  
Theres serpents smoke without mirrors  
Inside the walls of his room  
While echoes of lost voices  
Hang like pictures in a frame  
Forbidden and unwanted  
Comes the whispering refrain  
In slumber he keeps the watch  
Although he cannot hope to hold,Time like a flower that once bloomed  
Now must grow so old  
Nobody at his wooden door  
Or visiting ghost the grave  
Hardened into bitter stone  
Whence does his heart behave  
His dusty bones break like twigs  
His life was blood depraved  
He crossed over the styx  
Its demons on foot parade