Land of Unending Night

In the land of unending night, A city stands with no exit in sight, An entrance grand, but all who enter find, No escape, their fates forever intertwined. Like a hungry beast, it devours souls, In a realm where darkness swallows the stars, And whispers of despair echo in the halls, A symphony of pain, played on sorrow's guitar. Here, no drop of water can be found, As flames lick the walls and dance around, An ocean of fire, a realm of pain, No relief from the heat, no cooling rain. The laughter of demons fills the air, As sinners weep, their cries unheard, For in this city, no love or mercy stir, Only regret for the deeds that led them here. Wealth and riches are but a distant dream, No place for desires, no space for sin, Repentance hangs heavy in the air, But no forgiveness to be found there. An eternal fast, yet no prayers rise, Sickness festers, no herbs to suffice, No rest for the weary, no solace in sight, No death's embrace to end this blight. Beauty fades, its power rendered moot, All men transformed into demon's suit, Hatred and curse the currency here, No hope, no peace, only fear. The largest city, after Heaven's gates, Its population swells, but no life creates, A city of no regard, no respect, Only the certainty of eternal regret. Unquenchable fire, unstoppable pain, Weeping and gnashing, a never-ending refrain, A city with no desire for earthly things, No womanizing, no hunger for worldly wings. No calendar marks the passage of time, No new year's hope, no reason or rhyme, A city of unending despair, A warning to all, a fate to beware. For in this city, no help can be found, No escape from the shackles that bind, Only regret for the choices made, In a land where life forever fades.