Smote  by the Devil

My body woke in fires deep,
Lost in Hell my soul to reap.
I havnt for his humorous be,
Of tortured death and misery.

A tear will fall from Michael’s eyes,
Foreseeing where in hell you'll die.
And wake to start the pain anew.
An endless black and deathly hue.
Where no angels tears could save from sin.
Yet demons wore their suits of skin,
To kill your pride and love within.

Your body mind and dampened spirit,
Brings daily pain and deathly merit.
Your blood and guts the fires to stain,
Sway angels in their mighty reign.
To steal your pain and take the dance.
Below the stars and moons expanse.
To be reborn a fiery birth.
Your misery he lives for chance.
To smelt and char with melted skin,
In the body of iniquities and sins.
That brought to this his very realm,
This very point he will exploit,
With evil, death and torment still.
In the devils heart in vanities will,
An arrow in your heart.
Will end the beat its love did start.
Then all your bones will then be broke.
So Satan can laugh at his sickening joke.
And as you beg for an angel’s grace,
Of your melting flesh and bones and face.
He will let you fall and burn so far,
Into the flames that leave no scar,
For in his realm you are but dead,
Where not even prayer can save you stead,
That soon you will lie and drift and die,

And only agony and death is why.
Infinite night of tortured will,.
Shall humbly walk jack up the hill.
Forgiveness isn’t here to give,
At the top, only punishment for the sins you lived.
And crimes of hate from every man,
Here in hell is where your damned.
For chances took upon the earth,
Life unfair yet all had worth.
Of God and virtue of the vain.
As your blood begins to boil and stain.
At last. A rested moment seen,
The devils eyes they prey on dreams,

Until his embers flickers back,
And only torture finds the rack.
Alas my love a million deaths,
Brings his consciousness to an orgasmic depth.

When here upon you his will be set,
For you to whale and repent.
His jealousy of love.
May take you back above,
As a chance to flee he may give u to,
As men believe and fleeting go.

Bring me omnipotence, bring me peace,
Steal the devils heart that bleeds.
The lord in heaven tosses.
Sinners down  to hell to die,
And burn until their bones be dust,
A prayer so evil,. Such it must.
To settle on the charcoaled coal,.
His laughter fills his anguished soul,.
As your pain puts death to rest,
The charming devil gives his best.
To bring you down upon your knees,
To beg for tortured limbs to here appease.
Then stopped in time like immortal ghosts,.
He’ll tease you out of the very most.
And not be dammed your soul be spent,
In suffrage, loss and afflicted torment
For if I’m let I will change the things,
That brought me to his pointy sting,
And lift the few who didn’t smote.
And lead the dead.
To eternal God in his immortal stead.
In heaven now and then he wrote.