There in the firey pits of hell
That is where the evil does dwell.
Thinking skrying, no one is dyeing
Buying more time
Before they come to earth
So that they may claim a new birth.
Evil breeding, poeple speeding
All is writen in this hell like place
I even see a picture of my face
It has a slight resemblence to this place
We are all under a spell
That just started in the firey pits of hell
How long will we stay under this spell
This no one can ever tell.
All this contains vishions of a nightmere
That is about to come true.