Don't tell me there's no hell              
I've felt its heat on my neck    
The tongue of a long lost lover
Her immortal delight is to impart the dystopic truths she's learnt of the world
She told me that my blood tasted of citrus fruits
and iron
and rain
She whispered that everyone had their own flavour of pain
So why resist my dear, drink up
find your poison and drown in it
You don't need to hide it from me
I want my flames to caress your skin
I want to see you burn
It's an intimate little sin
but don't worry sweetness
Soon I'll help you pass that sin
Watch the flames spread from person
to person
to person
Then you won't have to hide it at all  Everyone will be in your own personal hell  
Then you'll know that the flames you've felt at your neck all this time weren't the promise of some place deep underground
It's a cage
Constructed with great pain
Occupying your cranium