🎶The Hellfire Ball🎶

Long ago I was closed in by

these shrieking walls.

I cannot remember the place

where I took my first fall.

Is there anything left of

my sanity at all?

If I pick up this phone,

will my demons answer the call?

The flames are bright, mighty, and tall.

Open wounds are exposed

at the hellfire ball.

The Devil is dancing with the

shadows on the wall.

The head demon is smoking

an unfiltered Pall Mall.

It is laughing at me

while I uncontrollably cough.

It told me that I belonged to it;

while it butted its cigarette upon

my already burning skin.

For the Devil,

it is a perfect win-win.

A soul for a million unforgiven sins.

Screams for eternity in the

fire of the abyss.

A contract signed in the form of a kiss.

Leave this to be as strange

as the granting of cursed wishes.

Never asking for any of it.

Every granted wish was a lie,

all tainted and vile, laced with pleasure,

spiked with pain and denial.

The Devil is dancing with

the shadows on the wall.

The head demon is smoking

an unfiltered Pall Mall.

Open wounds are exposed

at the Hellfire Ball.

The flames are bright, mighty, and tall.

If I pick up this phone,

will my demons answer the call?

Is there anything left of

my sanity at all?

I cannot remember the place

where I took my first fall.

Long ago I was closed in by

these shrieking walls.

The head demon is smoking

an unfiltered Pall Mall.

The Devil is dancing with the

shadows on the wall.

Open wounds are exposed

at the Hellfire Ball.

Every granted wish was a lie,

all tainted and vile, laced with pleasure,

spiked with pain and denial.

Never asking for any of it.

Leave this to be as strange

as the granting of cursed wishes.

A contract signed in the form of a kiss.

Screams for eternity in the

fire of the abyss.

A soul for a million unforgiven sins.

For the Devil,

it is a perfect win-win.

It told me that I belonged to it;

while it butted its cigarette upon

my already burning skin.

It is laughing at me

while I uncontrollably cough.

The Devil is dancing with

the shadows on the wall.

The head demon is smoking

an unfiltered Pall Mall.

I must prepare to dance

at the Hellfire Ball.

I must try my best to never sing along.

The songs are as controlling

as the ominous siren’s song.