In the dark heart of night, a Raven takes flight. Divine is the crystal with magickal insight.
The visions before me determine that you- will descend into hell for the evil you do.

To You: The Pain of Unforgivable Death.
Like a thief in the night in will steal your last breath.

Relief from thy torment there never will be, no promise of love will I give to thee.
Your soul I will carry to the blackest of night. Never again will you feel the rays of sunlight.

The journey of misery and pain now begins. No end to thy suffering for thy cruel hateful sins.
Look not for hope, it will not seek thee out. The price thou will pay for thy faithless doubt.
So abandon all hope when thou enters here, damnation is yours and it's ripe with your fear.

And whence thou hears the Ravens cry, everyday you will live and everyday you will die.
I gave thee the chance to serve me well. In the flames of the pit is where thee shall dwell.
So many offerings and gifts I gave thee. Thou refused everyone. So mote it be.

In shame and disgust thy blood has spilled, revenge is now mine as your soul fulfills.
Agony and terror will bind upon thee. So pitiful the cries are thy helpless plea.
You made your choice, and I have made mine.
Now you will burn in everlasting decline.

Escape you will not from the horrors that be. Welcome to hell, it's your destiny.
The cry of the Raven is all you now hear, all is now lost but the stench of your fear.
Like those you made suffer from your greed driven life, the monsters in hell wait to eat you alive.

The demons and devils will devour you whole as eternal damnation ravages your soul.
You see, hell is repetition it's again and again. There is no relief when the pain strikes again.

Pandemonium reigns, your paradise lost. The fall of the damned pays the ultimate cost.
You'll slowly go mad in this abominable place. There's nowhere to run when you've fallen from grace.

So goodbye my lost love. So sad be thy fate. No savior to save you, your prayers are too late.
And forever ye'll suffer unholy despair, screaming with pain from the tortures ye'll bare.
The dark heart of the Raven no longer does cry. Your fate has been sealed and in deaths blood you will lie.
Amen

Author: Julianna Loera
Published October 2007,