The haunted and forbidden shore

Above, and beyond the worlds last end,
There is a place, abandoned, for souls to send.
Beyond the peace, and beyond the war,
There lies a forbidden and haunted shore.
This is where the destructed souls wait,
For their final ending and their final fate.
This is where one can scream, one can yell,
one can cry tears of blood, no one will tell.
Here you feel no thirst, no hunger for food,
There is no happiness, and no form of mood.
Deaths angels fly above the sky,
In a soaking black dress, they fly in the high.
Looking for those who shall not live no more,
Those who they can push, down hells door.
Those who have nothing, no good, only sins,
And when they find them, the flames begins.
They burn the bodies, as for mercy they scream,
And afterwords there comes a light, overwhelming beam.
The Angels of Life have come to claim their souls,
They have come to get the ones that reached their goals.
Those who have done the good, deserved their spot,
In heaven they shall be, not the blazing hot.
They leave the others in flames, the evil remain,
They leave the tears, and the darkness's rain.
They fly away to heaven, to God's paradise,
Where the angels wait, with smile as white as ice.
There, with their halos, they peacefully stand.
"Welcome to the Pearl Gate" they say, "to God's perfect land."