| Hell holds the sands in vast distant plain outside the fathom of men
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| Where the rains do pour on this desert land in the shape of flame
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| As ashes swirl and suffocate the air they burn all that is below
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| Here lies the violent against pure creed contained by rivers that flow
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| They must walk, an endless struggle to find relief for their bodies that burn
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| Melted among flesh and bone, their cries of torment are heard
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| Disfigured and anguished the souls of these sinners must trek across the sands
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| Repeating on deaf ears their pain laden wails of the eternally damned
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| Barraters of all that is good must pay for their sins against god
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| Earthly time spent berating the hordes who worship his shrine
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| Siding with the pagans and denouncing the almighty
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| Persecuting those who serve religion so blindly
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| The Evil is creeping distributing propaganda at will
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| Spreading lies that lead to disease of the moral bill
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| Upon the stars that we gaze sits the marks of all time
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| Crimes against these truths leave betrayers in eternal bind
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| Sodomites wonder in groups tied together wallowing in sin
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| Their crimes betray the tenets set at the time the earth began
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| Treachery against god’s art must be engulfed in fire
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| From the sky it falls gusting from the peaks of his epic spire |