Hell
Skies of fire,
Rain of blood and ash…
Those damned shed
Tears that slash.
Eons have passed…
At the gates of Hell
A cursed keeper
Has to dwell…
Battered and scarred,
Deformed by pain,
He cannot escape
Belzebuth’s reign…
Ages clear,
Now, a poisoned heart,
He was sent
To set saints and sinners apart…
To test and trial
All those on earth…
For many are doomed
Since their very birth.
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