THE HELL WHERE UNBELIEVERS GO

In fiery depths where shadows dwell, A tale of torment I shall tell. Of a realm where unbelievers tread, Where darkness reigns and hope has fled. In the depths of Hell, a fearsome place, Where sinners find no saving grace. The flames lick at their souls so cold, Their cries of anguish, never told. Unbelievers, lost in their disdain, Denying truth, embracing pain. They wander aimless through the night, Forever shrouded in eternal blight. No light of mercy, no solace found, Their hearts imprisoned, tightly bound. Their eyes behold a twisted sight, A realm devoid of love and light. Each step they take, a constant burn, As punishment for what they spurned. Regrets and sorrows, their constant guide, In this inferno, where souls reside. Their voices echo in the abyss, The price of ignorance, their eternal hiss. For in this realm, truths they denied, Now haunt their spirits, amplified. Yet, let us not forget the grace, That offers hope, a saving embrace. For even in darkness, redemption's light, Can bring the lost back from the night. So, heed this warning, unbeliever dear, Seek truth and love, let doubt disappear. For Hell awaits those who turn away, But in belief, find salvation finds its way.