Hell’s Bell’s
Forward!
On March the Banners of the King of Hell
These Doors bid you Welcome
Draped in flaming banners with a frigid touch
Battering the wind we rally
Beckoning fear before the great beast
Encased he stands
A beast with weeping tears of destruction
Wings of envy severing the flames
Soldiers lined like pins
Decaying bodies fighting against the grain
Souls damned to the darkest of grim
On March the Banners of the King of Hell
Abandon your light, my friend
Here boy…God has forgotten your plight