The Penalty Of The Tyrant

Through ravines twisting through the bosom of earth

Among fallen rock marking the place of her birth

As we descend to the gut of this realm

Tenuous path trekked with centaur at helm.

’Round the river that boils with hate and spews blood

down its fiery banks

He does perch with an arrow and bow to ensure that his

shades do not go

For their depth within this hell connects to the sins for

which they fell

Tyrannical reign upon mother earth infinitely punished

for morality dearth.

Tyrannical reign condemned

For the sins of the state you shall mend

With eternity spent in boiling blood

Submerged beneath the muck and the mud

Drown in the river in which you are held

The penalty of the tyrant in anguish you dwell

Unspeakable evil on earth you commit

At the mercy of demons you forever sit.

Attila! Dionysus! Alexander The Great!

Flounder in the depths of the river of hell

The crag of the walls begin to quake

As the rocks fall all you hear is a knell

The bell that seals the fate of these souls

Judgement deciding for whom the bell tolls.