Shed your pretense
Hell is hot, flaming with inglorious
Ethanol spouts, burning me for wandering amid

Doom incarnate, reminding you
Over and over that this venture won't last long
Not when you know that she isn't here
Tainted, your skin by the encompassing ash

Where's your sanity? Your greatness?
Almost made it seem like you were worth it
Never did believe it'd be
This way, yet look at your hands

Yellowed by endless treks,
Observing your commitment to pain and punishment
Under the surface, the light might still stretch