The layers of the inferno exist
The Hells were meant to punish a soul
Some burn in fire, endlessly in anguish
Some are flayed while alive and scream
This is a world where one has no control
The joy gone, in chains one will languish
The exact description of a nightmare
These are not dreams, there is no joy
The infernos exist to crush one
There is no escape nor hope
Only endless pain and sorrow
Frozen memories do not comfort
They remind one of what was lost
The life is gone, it is a memory
And the inferno reminds us
Of the final cost
