Not a soul to be saved
All is well down in hell
There the wicked demon's dwell
There they are, torn by scars
Hidden from the light so far
Wait in shallow grim the shadow
Where their happiness will go
Where their souls forever lie
Wreathed in fire and cursed to die
The Underworld rises up
To take by force to fiery grave
Hell breaks loose upon the Earth
Who of sinners will be saved?
The fires cover all that is
And drag it down to the dark abyss
The end is near be none the wiser
Bring the reign of the Dark Kaiser
He rules them strong with axe and sword
So fall the meak, prey to the Horde
All is done gone the sun
Here their misery shall run
Thick as blood upon the wood
They made His sacrifice no good
Wait in shallow grim the shadow
Like hate upon the land will flow
There you wretched sould will lie
Wreathed in fire and damned to die
Great majestic it is gone
Fallen prey to the black beyond.
By: J.R. Alexander