Eternal Pain

Scaffolders of scars, do tell,

You don't have to be a sadist to know…

Feeling alive is all about how well,

You can and will handle eternal pain.

The Hazbin Hotel has a lot of vacancies,

Saving souls is like a self-inflicted pain.

Deep down,

Charlie Morningstar knows not all sinners want,

To be completely free of their eternal pain.

The pulpit owners say all agony huggers,

Are all going to hell to know eternal pain.

You holier-than-thou, …

Don't you know the Apostles of failure,

Replay your sermon again and again.

Hell is the reason self-saboteurs believe,

They rest easy in the hope of eternal pain.

Architects of ruin love that you have faith,

That your God promises them eternal pain.

Witness the life so trapped by a cruel snare,

Crying out for a saviour time and again.

When pain steps in to cut them free,

If it hurts, stop and thank God for eternal pain.

Hell is the reason self-saboteurs believe,

They rest easy in the hope of eternal pain.

Architects of ruin love that you have faith,

That your God promises them eternal pain.

Scaffolders of scars, do tell,

You don't have to be a sadist to know…

Feeling alive is all about how well,

You can and will handle ---

Eternal Pain

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