On a great white throne sits the Lord
From his face, earth and heaven flee
The dead stand before him
As he turns the pages of eternity
The unnamed shall drown eternal
In the rotten stench of demon’s breath
In flames in hell, the lake of fire swells
There’s no coming back from the second death
Those who died in their sins are judged by their works
But without faith, works only tire
Those blotted out of the book of life
Are cast with death and hell into the lake of fire
The unnamed shall drown eternal
In the rotten stench of demon’s breath
In flames in hell, the lake of fire swells
There’s no coming back from the second death
Poet Cea 