Go back to hell, sinner of man. A failure of what was once good. Go back down under, the fire is calling back; it wants its children to come home!!! i will send you straite to hell; CAst your souls across a sea, so Ceberus shall gaurd iwth all dignity. And there you shall lurk and starve, and burn in flames. Your heart ripped from your fleshed, ribs pulled one by one. An epic yet daily clash of the caster and the bearer. You have lost the mandate to life, and now you shall perish you incompetent human. YOu have blackened the sky no longer for the angels to pass. The air is poisoned, the land is broken, the water is green all because of you. I sit there watching you reakin bleed; and when your heart comes to my hand, i will feed it to the reaper, he grows hungry, and his pet Ceberus. Go back ot hell, that were you humans belong. go back it is calling for you.... You die, and your soul rises from your hideous ashes, oh god your bloddy body in flames!!! As you rise your wings are cut off by the reaper. He savagely takes his ask and mencaingly cuts both of them off as your shreik is heard all across the heavens. HE impales you into the gorund slowly, yet heart taking. YOu go, and you keep going, never stopping. And after a thousand years his hand is implanted in your open chest, and he tells you this is your stop. YOu light ablaze forever. Burn Human Burn, I will get your friends next...