We're drawing ever closer
To the Seventh Hell.
They violate their neighbours,
Their God and Themselves.
Were sailing slowly through
The boiling river of blood.
Immersed in the depths below,
Souls scream in agony.
The twisted beast he laughs,
He draws his arrow back.
His sights on anyone
Exposing of their flesh.
He impales their hearts with ease
And shrugs their piercing screams.
Pity is they'll never die,
They'll suffer here
Eternally.