Shackles

In limbo begging for death.
Rotting flesh steals the breath.
Beneath rocks of sulfuric brimstone.
Satan picks fangs with a femur bone.

Sullied souls keep demons fed.
Damning state to rest the head.
Dripping lava molten pools.
Resounding agony of mortal fools.

Growling stomach rumbling hunger.
Talons drag transgressors under.
Drowning in fiery lakes of sorrow.
Satisfied suckling on human marrow.

Redemption now a tad too late.
Death has come and dealt fate.
Blood turned to ash in veins.
Residual memories still remains.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Hell glutinous with vile disgust.
Smoldering in the bowels of hell.
Rigor a maggot's home to dwell.

Dried up essence marks a passing.
Burning in the fires of everlasting.
Damned like phoenix risen from ashes.
To repeat the punishing Cato-nine lashes.

Satan laughs with a callous reign.
Relishing all the suffering pain.
Shackles cage a forsaken soul.
Paying evermore Satan's toll.

Screams music for the hordes of hell.
To escape this fate I wish you well.
Fire and brimstone scorch the bone.
Legions chant welcome home.