Descending,
into the open gateway into the bowels of the Earth,
Flame all around,
Sears the flesh,
Melts the skin to bone,
No time to regress,
Count the bodies,
But in vain,
More to come,
For they will rain,
Drowning in this river of Hell,
Unable to breathe,
Countless bodies,
At the Shorelines of Fate,
Fading away,
Searing flesh,
Rot till bone,
No one's here,
And you're all alone,
Heed these words,
now listen close,
Take this knife and walk the path you chose,
Count the bodies,
But in vain,
More to come,
For they will rain,
Count the bodies,
But in vain,
More to come,
For they will rain.

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