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Hell
Fire of Hell’s Gates
Burning and charring innocent flesh
There is no God as you once thought
So here you lay naked and tortured
Cross the River Styx
Follow the Reaper’s bone-lined trail of
Bleeding corpses baying for what
You will never see, liberation
Bleed from your dead eyes
This Hell you will witness shall taunt this
Your “innocence” lost long ago
As Belphegor stares into your soul
Rip out your still heart
Blood runs still as your rotting corpse burns
From abstinence of the sins damned
To the Hell for the God-fearing ones
Shadows blinding all
The only illuminations are
From the blood-soaked fires burning
The flesh and the power it holds
Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666
Burning and charring innocent flesh
There is no God as you once thought
So here you lay naked and tortured
Cross the River Styx
Follow the Reaper’s bone-lined trail of
Bleeding corpses baying for what
You will never see, liberation
Bleed from your dead eyes
This Hell you will witness shall taunt this
Your “innocence” lost long ago
As Belphegor stares into your soul
Rip out your still heart
Blood runs still as your rotting corpse burns
From abstinence of the sins damned
To the Hell for the God-fearing ones
Shadows blinding all
The only illuminations are
From the blood-soaked fires burning
The flesh and the power it holds
Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666
Published 17th Nov 2011
| Edited 20th Mar 2012
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