Hell's Coming

Bar the windows
Lock the door
You can try to hide,
beneath the floor.

Hell's coming for you.
Hell's coming for them.
Pray all you want,
you'll pay for your sins.

You know the ones,
the things that you did,
when backs were turned,
and you though you were hid.

But you thought wrong.
Oh so wrong.
Now there's hell to pay,
they won't be long.

They'll drag you down,
into fire and ice,
remove your flesh,
and they won't be nice.

Say your prayers.
Beg and plead.
It's too little, too late.
Time to pay for your deeds.

Hell's coming for you.
Hell's coming for them.
Pray all you want,
you'll pay for your sins.