walk the path between here and there Knowing where I am none can share I look around everything’s a blur I feel that some things about to occur A presence is near disturbing my space The air begins to waver before my face The wind does stir both hot and dry While grains of sand sting my eye A laughter rises cold and dead Filling, reverberating in my head Each step I take leads to perdition Making my soul another addition The Tempters list grows ever longer His hold on the weak ever stronger Satan’s whispered words as sweet as honey Duping souls with sex and money Lies and deception is the Devils trade craft Luring unwilling souls with cunning pencraft Lucifer sits regally upon his blazing throne Delighted by those lost souls who moan Upon his throne viewing the lake of fire All those souls building the flames higher His only regret I am sure it seems Is that we are deaf to the eternal screams Seven deadly sins feed his evil greed Fall victim to these and your place in hell is guaranteed Brimstone and fire is all you’ll know As Beelzebub extends his invitation to hell below.