The Era Of Dark Enbinding Flames
The Pit
Deep into the folds of shadow you fall
As you're enveloped my fear so swiftly
For aid into the shadows deep you call
But no forces shall come forth to lift thee
And as you descend the sun seems so close
And yet for you this pit hath no content
At its termination awaits thine host
Who's hungery crys are heard clearly up sent
So soon your fall shall come to its full cease
And on the floor of hell you shall splatter
And the wrath of hell shall release its peace
And upon your cursed soul they will batter
So now comes to pass your fall from judgement
And enter the land and the home of torment