Fallacy

Who said it's hot in hell?

Fallacy

Did not knock

On my door

Did not even,

Press the bell

Yet he stood,

In front of me

Like a curse,

In a spell

Lights could not

Find his shadow

Sounds were slaves

To his quell

Deep, and ancient

His voice commanded:

Listen to what

I shall tell

You were dead

Before the ages

And I was sent

To dispel

Your existence

Was a fallacy

Mistakes happen

So, we propel

I am the demon

Of the darkness

And all your options

Don't look well

Do not bargain

Cause in your case

You can't buy

And I don't sell

Then he vanished

And left me plunging

In cold, and shivering

As I fell

All around me

Frozen faces

Who said it's searing

Hot in Hell?