Stygiophobic The Black Dahlia Murder

I hope this is as close to hell as I ever get

Is your very existence
Shackled by an irrational fear of hell?
Terrified of suicide
But desiring death as well?

Can't they see there are consequences?
When will they ever learn?
Every night seeing dead faces
Of the friends and family

Burn; no one will be saved
To the will of God enslaved
Will I ever awake?
I pray the lord my feeble soul to take

Can't they see there are consequences?
For every push there's a pull?
Each life's a test impossible
To secure one's seat in hell

Can't they see there are consequences?
When will they ever learn?
Every night seeing dead faces of friends and family
Burn; no one will be saved