Satan’s Call To Hell by SRN2415287191

I am the whisper in your ear, The darkness that you hold so dear. With every sin, I take my claim, And draw you closer to my flame.

Your soul, once pure, now tainted black, There is no road, no turning back. In every thought, I plant desire, To fuel the depths of Hell’s own fire.

I watch you fall, your will undone, By my command, you’ve just begun. Corrupted now, you are my own, In shadows deep, my seeds are sown.

Your body trembles, mind unfree, For all you are now belongs to me. With every step, you slip and fall, Into the pit where I will call.

I take you down, to realms below, Where flames and whispers ebb and flow. In Hell’s embrace, you’ll find your place, Forever lost within my grace.

No light remains, no hope to see, For in my grasp, you’re bound to me. Your soul is mine, no need to fight, I’ve claimed you in the dead of night.

Come now, my child, you’re home at last, The world above is in the past. In Hell, with me, you shall remain, A willing slave to endless pain.