Embrace thy sentence, follow the essence.
Cross the river into the fires.
Inferno infinite: your soul shall burn.
With great anticipation, I've been waiting for you.

To the screaming, to the suffering,
to the everlasting flames,
I shall shadow this reaper
to my hellfire agony.
I have defied his almighty above,
this anguish well deserved, I concur.
I shall welcome the flames.
To the inferno I'll go for you.

I must have slipped between the cracks
and somehow missed life's meaning.
No one could fathom this regret
which I carry forevermore. Deceivers!
I'm among the tormented,
I shall run with the damned.
Unholy rusted razor shackles
hug thy wrists and ankles.
Here I'll suffer.
Inferno infinite: your soul shall burn.

In retrospect, I guess I always
knew my own conclusion:
endless blizzard, endless ruin.
I was my own murderer.

What's become of your little girl?
Did she feel any pain?
What's become of your poor little girl?
Does she know you're to blame?
Because of me, I'll never see my darling
Autumn become the woman she deserved to be.
Because of me; I should have left when I
had the chance. Just Autumn and I,
our own heaven on Earth.

No lament for the damned ones,
for they have surely been warned.
All you sinners welcome home to your final verdict.
An eternity of your soul's incineration.
You've every reason to be trembling,
a pain unknown awaits.

Burn, indulge my flames.
Burn for all you've done.
You have forsaken god,
now god has forsaken you.

Wasted a lifetime on all the wrong things,
guess I never really understood.
Sure as hell I understand now,
but it's too late.

Now Autumn's gone, and yes, she was the one,
she was the only one I ever really loved and remembered.
My girl forever, there's so much I could have done
and I'll never get to see her grow, never know.
I can't believe she would take her from me:
my helpless child.

And here you'll suffer,
alone with the memories which haunt you
of pain unknown as forever goes by.

Upstream, we try to fight the current to our
destination I'm convinced is merely myth and fabrications.
Brave the rapids, brave the jagged rocks,
struggle not to be pulled under.
The waterfall behind gets closer, so give up
and enjoy the ride.

Redemption is a bitch, my son.
And you'll never forget what you did, no,
that's just part of the program -
consider it a bonus.
As we speak, the maggots find their way,
devouring her lifeless body.
Six feet under: putrid stench,
decaying Autumn lies.

You'll find no mercy here.
Janis, all this for you.