Ultimate Hell

One day heaven was ransacked for its riches,
Christ was burnt on the stake
With mutant Judas snitches,
Transmuted in the fiery lake.

666 ruled with iron power,
Bloody stab wounds in fiery inferno,
Cowards cower in terror
At the hell fire in lower realms of reality error.

Satanic feast for the goat of perverse sin,
Drowning in the stench of shitty human kin,
Suffering like a leper tortured by djinn,
Sacrilegious menstrual blood in sol of tin.

At this point in time there is no God to save,
Saints impaled and gone,
Lunatics rant and rave,
End of time Bathory in a bloodbath for one.

And how will our business team mock the demiurge,
Shall we stick our fingers down our throat to purge toxicity?
Get traditional and kill the Blind God with electricity?
Or blast him in his testicles with ease and simplicity?

Most likely our soul contract will end in tears,
Our pact with the devil meets with blasphemous jeers.
The crying of my boiling blood as I do the roly-poly into hellfire,
The CEO will do his famous dance and become a funeral pyre.

The secretary will be offered up as food,
Stir fried tits with pussy juice marinade,
Slow cooked but not crude.
The righteous the tyrant blood God devours.

The unholy end of comfort.
Tyranny overcomes the righteous.
Blindness rules.