In the not too distant future, Anguish you awaits
A Demon for your soul, Torment that not abates
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Sleep will  flee from you, rest you will not know
Why oh why pray tell? Because to Hell you're going to go
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Your bowels you'll not control, your appetite will fail
Demons drag you to a shaft, you they will impale
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You'll suffer Agony, and why you know **** well
For your arrogance and pride, and then you'll burn in Hell
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For 1000 years you'll burn, before you stand before THE Throne
The White Throne of God Almighty, you He will disown
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For you sins you will be judged, then be cast alive
Into The Lake of Fire...your Damnation has arrived!