I see
you in my bedroom,
looking through my things.
You
think I'm up in Heaven now
where
angels sweetly sing.
But I
must disappoint you.
I
must make you feel blue.
Because the place where I am at,
it's
not the place for you.
Oh,
how it's such a dreadful place,
words
can't describe it all.
This
darkened pit that wails beyond,
the
further down I fall.
The
screaming and the gnashing,
the
never dying worm.
I'm
doomed here for eternity,
in
this pit where my soul burns.
Oh
Mom, you need to know this.
And
each ear that's never heard,
Give
this letter to them all
and
tell them of God's Word!
Oh!
You should see the demons here.
These
beasts forever roam.
I
hear voices calling Jesus now.
I
hear them as they moan.
I hear them say "Proclaim
the King."
But
His ear is turned away.
No
rest is here. No peace is here.
Our
souls are here to stay.
Mom,
I hear the gates of Hell again.
A new
soul is cast down.
Oh,
here she comes. She's screaming loud.
Oh,
what an awful sound!
Hell's heat is so unbearable.
It
scorches like no flame.
This
discontentment that I feel
is so
hard to explain.
I'm
terrified! I'm frightened,
cause
I can't be consumed.
And
because I "chose" this destiny,
I
live my life here doomed.
I'm
so mad at Satan,
and
how he can deceive.
He
paints a pretty picture, Mom,
persuades us to believe.
But
remember once when that old man,
who
pastored that old church.....
He
tried to tell us long ago
just
what our souls were worth.
If I
had only listened, Mom.
Instead I was unkind.
And
when I was cast here in Hell,
these
things all came to mind.
Oh,
change your ways, Mom, look ahead.
And
tell Dad Hell is real.
Cause
Satan's demons roam about,
your
soul they want to steal.
If
you could see inside this place,
one
glimpse would be enough,
then
you would witness to the world
and
tell them of God's love.
It
hurts so much. I'm in such pain.
Oh,
read the bible through,
because it's there in "black and white"
and "red"
from Jesus too.
I'm
telling you this, Mom,
cause
I hope you never see,
yes,
I hope you never have to come
and
live in Hell like me.
Doomed here in this dungeon,
it's
hard to make much sense.
But
looking back I was a fool.
Why
did I not repent!
I
know my world has ended.
Well,
it's really just begun.
But
Mom, you have a chance at life,
through Jesus Christ the Son.
I
guess I better go now.
They
won't leave me alone.
I
just can't stand this torture here......
I
wish I could come home.
