Help me stranger...

Help me God,
Stranger,
Passer by.
I'm trapped in my own home.
They have taken my wife,
My beautiful daughter.
All I had lived for.
It's burning.
I'm burning.
The hellfire swallows all.
Black ghosts,
Spectres of death spew from the flames.
Killing me yet they are immortal.
I die here but they live on.
They are gods of man and flesh.
They laugh at me with the scarlet soaked knife in my hands.
My beloved daughter on the floor in a pool of red horror,
Glistening in the flame light.
More burning, more hellfire, more ghosts.
My wife ends her screaming.
Her open eyes go grey as the spark of life leaves her.
The face of a mortal that dared to gaze and lust upon the devil.
The ghosts marl her.
It's now just me and them.
They snarl, like demons waking from an eternal sleep.
The ghosts drag me down.
I'm a godly man.
I belong within the gates of the righteous city.
After I surrender my last breath,
I fall.
Still more laughing.
Eternal laughing.
I am not a sinner.
I am not evil.
They are.
They did this.
The voices of the evil incarnate...
They shall torment me in death...
As they did in life.