Sulfur and bane
I cannot stand the pain
The fury of hell
is driving me insane
Nine levels of torment
of diabolical intent
a post-apocalyptic
vision of the abyss
Inverted pentagrams
made by human flesh
Rivers of sorrow
by the tears of the dead
Fornicating serpents
with the daughters of men
The who*es of fire
riding the black rain
Blood flows endlessly
through the streams of malice
Dark daemonic matter
transforms the souls of the pure
The beast observes
to those who serve, oblivion
to those who rebel, bloodshed
to those who rule, dominion
FIRE, BRIMSTONE, SULFUR & BANE!