Just to hear the word
Make me shake in my soul
It’s no picnic there
I am often told.
It is a lake that burn with
Brimstone and fire
If God say it is there
Then you know it’s not a lie.
  
Just imagine being in that offer
Place they call hell
There is no time out
They won’t even ring the bell.
Fire is going to burn you
So what can you do?
If there is water there
I bet you; it is hot too.
  
There is no cool side
From one place to the other
I wouldn't wish this on
None of my brothers
They say you will hear screams
And people crying for help
I am afraid to go there
I only speak for myself.
Hell is a place that we should
Try to escape
It’s not up for review, nor up
For debate.
Hell is a place you cannot
Talk your way through
Whether you believe this
It’s strictly up to you.