Pure Hell

(The following I wrote after reading CS Lewis' The Great Divorce, and listening to an amazing sermon by Geoff Bradford at Liberti Church on the Parable of the rich man and Lazarus.)

Welcome to Hell, its pure and simple and void
Devils all wear white, but their feet are dirty
like a child who went puddle stomping
And their nails are long and dirty too
Teeth like those of a wolf, pointed, sharp
And their smile is more of a snarl
And their laughter gets under your skin
Welcome to Hell, you all want to be here
After all why give up, what makes you you?

There is no fire, no brimstone, no red walls
rather its dank and half lit and full of fear
Surely it would be better if it was easy torture
Rather it is a burning within, the lack of light
The choice to stay away, to stay down.
Welcome to Hell, you made it you know
You made this dank hole, you made your choice
Welcome to Hell, its pure and simple and void
Of the God you hate, of the God you don't want

Heaven is impossible for me to imagine
Too glorious for my words to describe it right
Heaven is Pure love, Pure light, Pure Beauty
Heaven is where you lose yourself and find
find that which you had in you all along
Heaven is glorious, wondrous, holy
Heaven is better then an imagination can supply

Hell is pure in its depravity, hell is void of all right
You might argue that there are no right or wrong answers
Argue that everything is varied in degrees
you might say that good and bad are just words
but they are true realities, there is such a thing
as pure black and pure white.
I do not believe in realities...
And thus, I believe in a pure horrible Hell
And thus, I believe in a pure glorious Heaven.