Lightening bolts of hells firey fury,
Turns my heart away from desire,
Blood trickles down my face,
For the man who's name I can not deface,
What you said can't be forgot,
Someday soon you'll get that plot,
Many cruel words from you were spoke,
Now it's my turn for now your the joke,
Whispering words of painful deeds,
Brings a smile my face desperately needs,
Waiting for the wrath of hell,
You'll wait alone in your own timy jail,
One must imagine of things yet to come,
For you my dear hell has just begun.
 
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