Hell

My life teeters on the edge
As I stand at Hell's gate
I get nervous and try to run
But for that it's far too late

The heat of Hell's fire
Burns my once soft skin
The flames lick my body
I shouldn't've committed that sin

Demons reach their arms out
To run their hands over me
Leaving burns on my legs
That you can not see

Death pushes me through Hell
Past the demons and the flames
Driving me deeper and deeper
Hearing alot of strange names

He lays my head on a block
His hands tight around his scythe
He slams his blade down
Making me a sacrifice for the tithe

He kisses my forehead above my brow
And lets my head roll away
I'd hoped this wouldn't happen
Or atleast not this way