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Hell
We don’t speak His name
Of fear not a soul can tell
We call Him ‘The Invisible’
To restrain anger in Hell
From the place below
Shrieks of perilous pain
Escape treacherous fires
From the hearts that were slain
With outrageous triumph
He eagerly steals lives
And He won’t ever hinder
Till eternity arrives
And that day may never come
So He studies soaring nights
While looking up to Olympus
Where His Brother rules in might
The master there sits
On His glorious throne
But His subjects are dead
With desolation unknown
Hades the King
His powers prevail
The God of the Underworld
Bow down and all hail
