Wrath of Hell
Once upon a dreary night,
the bats flew overhead in fright,
The reaper emerges from the rusting cell,
is this heaven, or is this hell?
Lightning flashes to light up the sky,
he summons thee to fall and die,
the shock sends hate throughout the world,
the reaper's secret is unfurled,
Children playing with their toys outside,
they feel the shock that will provide,
the anguish and hate burns in their minds,
the lightning strikes again and blinds,
These mortals grow up to sin and sin,
their gods they feel, will never win,
A voice arises in the aftermath,
the children play among the wrath.
Written By Steve Tedeschi and Steve Zimmerman
