Cries From Hell

Deep into the darkest of all entities, the pain and the cries from hell

Burning through the night, no sleep, they creep, they crawl, and then seek

It will be in a disguise, with beauty and fire in her eyes, she will pull you in with her lust

Where she may find the crime, and blame the damned for what has been done

It is the devils work, and it is bleeding through, those who have no faith

No trust, but just exist, and finally it finds you, it devours your mind

Eating your brain, with its thrusting fangs, and you are dead inside

But remain alive, walking dead, cries from the burning hell, what they can not resist

Is the silver cross of the divine, and those who seek him out

They suffer no more