she opened the door
the one that lead to hell
there was Heather on the floor
she wondered how it fell
another step inside she took
the Heather glowed brighter still
and then with a jerk the world shook
with it she swayed, feeling suddenly ill.
and the heather's glow burnt her eyes
a quaking trill cracked the sky
now this was the punishment for her lies
no escape from hell, she needn't try
and now it was her scream
and now it was her blood
on the heathers it did gleam
Like a stone, she fell with a thud
then death had come at last
and she fell in its embrace
but the end won't come so fast
a sinner won't die with grace
and she will be revived again and again
to be destroyed again and again
the hell has its own games to play
come on, come on, won't you come and stay?
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