Hell
Screams of terror from women, men and children,
a place of fire were no man can stand.
The smell of flesh and sulfer,
only one man can rule the realm of fire.
The damned are ripped apart, intestense being separated like slices of bread.
The damned will then be whole again to feel the pain and torture for all eternity.
They are given a one time offer to be released from their bindings if they will do the torture.
Some say yes,
others risk in taking the torture.
The realm is sealed by a black gate,
Only one has access to both sides of the gate.
Only one has been given a wager before enterting the gates.
We speak of a place were no man should enter,
were no woman shall dare be unsatisfied.
The realm we speak of is,
Hell.
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