Serve not Him:

Those that walk upon this earth

Who serve their God below

Think they will someday rule

Yet in truth they’ll burn slow

On this earth they walk with pride

They know not what they’ll find

In that fiery pit full of woe

They’ll be consumed over time

Fire will pour from their mouths

Their skin will smoke for evermore

Bones will turn to ashes white

Then they’ll be again restored

Tho the fire burns white hot

From it no light will they see

Both the outside and from within

Will fry in that lava sea

Screams uttered from their lips

Will blend in with those below

None of us will cry for them

Our tears have dried up long ago