h*ll holds the sands in vast distant plain outside the fathom of men
where the rains do pour on this desert land in the shape of flame
as ashes swirl and suffocate the air they burn all that is below
here lies the violent against pure creed contained by rivers that flow
they must walk, an endless struggle to find relief for their bodies that burn
melted among flesh and bone, their cries of torment are heard
disfigured and anguished the souls of these sinners must trek across the sands
repeating on deaf ears their pain laden wails of the eternally d*mned
barraters of all that is good must pay for their sins against god
earthly time spent berating the hordes who worship his shrine
siding with the pagans and denouncing the almighty.
persecuting those who serve religion so blindly
the evil is creeping distributing propaganda at will.
spreading lies that lead to disease of the moral bill
upon the stars that we gaze sits the marks of all time
crimes against these truths leave betrayers in eternal bind
sodomites wonder in groups tied together wallowing in sin.
their crimes betray the tenets set at the time the earth began
treachery against god’s art must be engulfed in fire.
from the sky it falls gusting from the peaks of his epic spire