The first pit is of meaningless
Corridors of faithlessness
Through lonely caverns wandering
A labyrinth of pondering

Then desire gathers squalls
Through restless halls and chamber walls
A tempest surge of carnal lust
Eroding true love's kiss to dust

I hunger for her poison bite
Insatiable my appetite
My penance now an icy rain
Frost-blighting teeth consume my pain

So I seek shelter from the cold
In hollow warmth of things I hold
Possessed by tangibility
Expended in a gilded sea

Poured as rivers fraught with anger
Selfish souls in warring clangor
Smote hath I, the ego lord
Now my wrath confronts the horde

As fires still rage disbelief
For lies that fuel my hellish grief
Let flames of truth incinerate
This cross of nails that seals my fate

An image dripping violent red
From severed head and children dead
So Christ's blood my sword will taste
Just one more body left disgraced

By holy water snake oils
Corrupted wretches reaping spoils
Countless lives they have destroyed
Such excess sin must share the void

But not with I, the pulse of Death
No treacheries could freeze my breath
Past Satan's frozen form descends  
My consciousness to far worse ends

A tenth circle e'er to enclose
My wilting rose in starlit glows
No depths Dante would dare to go
Existence is my inferno