Dare you to go to the Fiery hills, where demons till
Overlooked by a petrified manor of shrills
Where he resides, an owner, a lord
Hell is a hamlet, wherein dwells suffering
Hate is grown and harvested like corn
Whispers of the divine are met with the point of a thorn
Quieter still is intermittent chatter of his son, once born
Hope was founded and love is stronger yet
For a hellish eternity, the one I speak of, is not quite set
Prepare because a chance to migrate to heaven comes now
How to get there begins and ends with how
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