A darkness flashed before my eyes
And ears picked up on morbid cries
A pain no one should visualise
In purgatory\'s grip
Creatures with breath of putrid gas
Are meeting up for Sunday mass
They threw me on a bed of glass
And put me on a drip
The fire provided for my heat
Has flames lick at my face and feet
A tender human joint of meat
Juiced by the lashing whip
They swear I\'ll make a tasty dish
The dark lord grants their every wish
They nibble like piranha fish
No teasing just a strip
She showed her face her name was Beth
Personifying crystal meth
I saw her scare a ghost to death
Her kiss is on my lip