Led to the slaughter of what they think is their salvation
Ignorant to the fact that all they welcome is death
With open arms they blindly march to the gates of Hell
Torment and punishment brought on themselves
Hellfire burns with the heat of a thousand suns
No deterioration sets in; yet the flesh burns
“Is this my fave forever?
Have I been left to burn?
No end of pain in sight
This agony is all too real”
This is the wage of your arrogance
Condemned to rot in the fire for your hate filled heart
“Just one last drip on my tongue
The fire burns my skin but does not consume
God, why have you forsaken me?
My Lord, my Lord I cast out demons in your name
Why am I lower than the least of these?”
Sheepskin around your neck
You are nothing but a ravenous wolf
Stalking the weak and waiting to devour
Sometimes I wish I had it my way
You would suffer in pain
You hypocrite, you don’t deserve the good Lord’s mercy
How many souls have been lost to your selfish ways?
How much blood do you have on your hands?