I've done such deeds I can't recount

and bound for Hell I am no doubt

for my heart it seems, is made of stone

and though I should I can't attone,

For all the suffering and pain

I've brought to bare time and again

on those less fortunate than myself

because I could, by right of wealth,

And power purchased by the blood

of those I've trampled in the mud

those wretched souls that had no choice

but do the bidding of my voice,

lest it be raised in angered shout

yes bound for Hell I am no doubt

to twist and squirm at Satan's side

and much deserved, I can't deny,

Yet even now the curtain falls

I still feel no remorse at all

and given strength I would again

indulge my fantasies deranged,

And laugh and joke about it all

though wiser men may call me fool

and say a price must sure be paid

for my cruelty and evil ways,

Repent they plead, while there's still time

renounce the beast that rules thy mind

and pray that god forgives thy sins

befor the trials of hell begin,

Another man might thus be swayed

and bend his knee and start to pray

but I am not another man

my soul is black and surely damned,

I'm old, my life is near it's end

and I owe the beast his due my friend

for against his strength I've no defense

so let the trials of Hell commence.

By S.E.Ralph

25-11-2010