Inspiration From Inferno(Poem#6-High School Years)
Demons, Devils, is what awaits in hell
Tortured souls screams in pain, like the wind blows
Never to see the light of Heaven blue
But are forced to see eternal night
Flames rush around souls in cages made of hot
Satan sits alone, Behezulbub-one
Lord of the flies, death and disease everywhere
Lucifer, the Morningstar, God's proud angel
At the end of days, much shall be decided
Copyright © Colin Amato | Year Posted 2009
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