So many immoral… So much evil. The stench of sin stains the sky, And Hell’s mouth opens wide. The moral compass spins and cracks, Pointing south, no turning back. The void spits fire without remorse, A welcome sign above the corpse. What happened to the soul of man? Decay spread faster than it began. No truth, no light, just blood and smoke, And vows that break before they're spoke. The Devil grins and marks the page, Each name engraved in wrath and rage. Hell has a vacancy… A room with no view. Reserved for a monster, Unholy and true. You may not know him, but he knows you. His crimes scream louder than prayers ever do. We’ve all sinned, we’ve all felt shame, But this one danced inside the flame. A soul butcher, grinning wide, He fed on pain and watched them die. His sentence: heat that never fades, And screams that echo through steel blades. The Devil waits, the gate swings slow Each lash a name he used to know. The agony he left behind Now scorches deep through cursed time. His reign of terror has its cost, Eternity, completely lost. Hell has a vacancy… And it’s filled tonight. No court, no plea, no saving light. He begged for mercy, but none forgave… Now Hell holds his name, etched in flame.
