Hell

Hell Just to hear the word Make me shake in my soul It’s no picnic there I am often told. It is a lake that burn with Brimstone and fire If God say it is there Then you know it’s not a lie. Just imagine being in that offer Place they call hell There is no time out They won’t even ring the bell. Fire is going to burn you So what can you do? If there is water there I bet you; it is hot too. There is no cool side From one place to the other I wouldn't wish this on None of my brothers They say you will hear screams And people crying for help I am afraid to go there I only speak for myself. Hell is a place that we should Try to escape It’s not up for review, nor up For debate. Hell is a place you cannot Talk your way through Whether you believe this It’s strictly up to you.