3 - Messenger From the Dead

In Hell where I may reside, if death is not on my side. Hunger that weeps to no end, this darkness within my den. As you enter my palace of pain, fear not if you have not to gain. Though previous life proved not, judgement upon fears are sought. And so the righteous shall avenge, in my domain that seeks a revenge. Cannot escape a wrath left in wake, my vengeance is all that keep sake. When I merge the dead with your dreams, absolute power amongst all that screams. Should a hundred years from my death, not exist within the truth spoken breath. Thus my soul is sacrificed for trading, greatest power in all my soul waging. Shall this price not be enough to pay, the wicked shall cower before I prey.