• Death's Darkest Hour

    You're kissed by a flower
    In Death's darkest hour.
    You've fallen into a void
    Where people are pain and not enjoyed.
    You've grown ill and weak,
    Chances are it's Death you'll meet.
    In Hell's inferno you'll burn
    As everyday a new page is turned.
    You're lucky if you see light of day,
    Cause I know who can make you pay.
    Heaven knows you've been bad.
    Now the Devil is glad.
    Your soul he owns now,
    And you can't figure how.
    You died by the sword
    When you lied to the Lord.