FLAVOURS OF HELL

Sin of the old I have commited I wonder if I have been punished, this sure doesn't feel like heaven I must breathe the ashes that burn in hell, for the devil's tongue, the whispers of evil I hear each day Is it my own that has sinned with the world, or was it the world just as harsh as I was to my own Sin of the old I never knew, heaven that it may be one must be in bliss to feel it as punishment to see that is the Flavours of Hell