Burn In Hell

Note: I was listening to the song Burn in Hell by Judas Priest and got a wonderfully, wicked idea!

I hear the darkness begin to chuckle
I can hear him
So softly he laughs
The devil on the throne

I can hear him say my name
The whispers are spoken plain
I can see his amusement
At my pain

Soon, I can feel the flames
They lick me all around
As I stand here
Burning in hell

I should not use this gun
I should not have done you wrong
Now pay the price
With your soul

Burn in hell
That is what she said to me
As I pulled that trigger
On the source of my hatred

Now, his words ring true
As I stand here
Burning in hell
For all my sins

I begin to scream
Like the banshee who screams
My voice fills the air
And the devil just laughs

I can hear him
Oh, those dark whispers
Then I hear the voice I dread say,
Burn in Hell bitch

Slowly I burn
Slowly I blister
Then I feel the hate
Then I feel the rage

I glare at him
And I grin evilly
As I say,
I will come back for you

The devil just laughs
Beckoning me with a black, clawed finger
Grinning, he slowly brings me forth
He knows my desire

So, he gives me the fire
To return to the land
In which to have my revenge
On the one which put me here

Only price
Is my eternal soul
I give it up willingly
And I hear the laugh again

I slowly rise
Clawing my way through my grave
I arise
My rage bellowing from deathly lungs

Once free I begin to walk
A slow steady step
To the door of my hate
Only to see, him lying in a pool of blood

I scream my rage
As I hear the chuckle
Of the darkness around me
My soul is now his

As I stand here
Burning in hell
Eternally
In torment