Dante

Everything is hate and pain Lose all hope Souls holder You will be thrown Into a river of boiling blood The eternal fire Compounded by nine concentric circles You will end up in desperation Among all the other Fake tales Souls just disappear Constant eradication Though it may exist only in your head Walls with serpents crawling down Spit out upon the rotten corpses of the deceased ones War, rape, slavery, corruption Torment and hunger here and there We are the bastards beasts Bastards beasts The lost kingdom Dragons will chew your bones Control through fear Control through fear Misery And agony Mist and murk Dress it up blue or red Is here Behind doors and windows Is the repressed, the judged, the ingrained, the abuse ones It's so human Bastards beasts