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.