By: Emma B.
Hell has a Blue Sky
Hell has a blue sky,
With birds that sing and hypnotize
Singing Satan’s seductive songs
A view I can see from within the walls
From within my cage, I see, all men suffering the same as me
Looking out from beyond their screens
Watching in envy as devil’s birds sing
Hell has a blue sky,
It’s a landscape so beautiful, so vast
It taunts you with it’s flowers
It taunts you from beyond the glass
It has sunshine made of spring
A spring so beautiful and so tender
A spring covered in God’s splendor
A spring of life, a spring of joy
A spring I can never hope to enjoy
Hell has a blue sky
It haunts men with a view made glorious
It makes tormented men completely ravenous
It’s something I want to bask in
It’s such a shame that when I come here,
We were made it’s Tantalus
All around, the men wear masks
Waiting in vain for this pass
From within our cages,
We sit and chant in drunken hazes
Our tests, our lives taken away
It’s all part of Satan’s joyous game
Hell has a blue sky, that much is clear.
How do I know this?
I’m already here.
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