Because I hate you, I hope you burn in a fiery furnace in eternity
I hope you burn...
When the devil's mighty hoards approach you
Encroach upon you
Break your ankles
Feed you spiders 
And when you're choking, deprive you of air
So you can feel them multiplying and never dying
I hope you burn...

When a behemoth tears out your tendons
And you're dangling, disconnected impaled on a spike
The devil's mighty horns crest the horizon
They blot out the sun...

The Devil's mighty roar 
Is here to release you from your burdens
Flayed Man
The Devil's mighty roar
Is here to release you 
From the burden of your skin
Flayed Man...

Science Fiction is Fact

The Air Anchor