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Satan's Hell
When in time he will be no more weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth darkened dungeon with no oxygen left helpless alone taunt to the flame with intense pain the magic of his passion is gone Deceived Evil minds that plug destruction plunge in it's flame the thought of a drop of water to quench your thirst eyes filled with tombstones Demonic beings inflict their madness on you the river Styx runs through it's flame darkened dungeons with no escape every lies that you told is exposed for eternity plunge in the hot fires of Hell's plight forget the day there is no light no more salvation your time has elapsed left to rot in the torment of blackened death eyes swollen as they beam in the flames to be kept in Abraham's bosom is an after effect Jesus was the answer but you refused his light suffer in the dark anguish of everlasting chains Satan laughing spreads his wings eyes with spots zombie people in immense turmoil to boil there severed heads in dread they lived among us yet were not of us Hell is there home not getting out as you gasp for air yet to no avail the walking dead in their caged fury those that thought they were perfect were wrong time no more
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