Hell, the above world's bitter, terrible fate
This world shall be borne with anger and hate
No mercy spilling blood where ever
Do not trick him because its not yet over.
The flames of judgment are dancing
The waves of the turbulent sea are crashing
The thunderous skies strike down with thunder
The quaking earth shall split asunder.
Above, the gentle devil's tears are pouring
It seems like his world is poisoned and is ending.
Help him walk away from his sobbing,
Envy him and free his soul from dying.