The serpents fanned the fires of hell
The demons of the damned did yell
The sorrow in their hearts to tell
Oh, How the rich and mighty fell.
The heat the flames the roaring cries
Ignored by satan’s fiery eyes
Who sneered and snarled and wormed his way
Into their minds and souls, to play.
Remember, deep in your mind engraved
The many lives you could have saved
If yours were not so mad, depraved
Innocents dumped in lime filled graves.
They cried for help in times of pain
History repeating again and again
The horror cycle will still remain
The hunger for power is a human domain.