My Soul Slowly Burns

I stand at the gates of Hell And I look out from within My life afterall was one continous sin Lovers I never loved Poor I tread above My life was only me My desire was greed a plenty The Word I heared but reasoned absurd The world was gay and pleasuring lure I feel for feelings and the need to belong I lived for now when nothing is wrong Whatever you did to ease the pain Legal or not it was in my veins Days and nights blended and fade I was verily alive living in my grave Hate and hating was all my rage My house became a security cage People who loved me shunned and disowned I party and party in crowds yet alone My soul condemned my death journey down Into the pits of firey Hell I myself found Regrets, remorse what is the use I lived life as if the gift was abuse So I stand inside the gates of Hell And turn to the fires to dwell The wages of sin I earn Death as my soul slowly burns