There's a place so dark you can't see the end. Skies of red roll over again. Clouds of fire and lakes of pain, memories now resurface again. A sinking pit a gaping hole, a place that all sinners know. A place of torment where demons roam, a place that couldn't be farther from home. A torture to bear a punishment above all, this is where we meet our fall. In the place so dark you can't see the end, where the fallen wallow in sin.
