In the heart of darkness, where the shadows dwell,
Lies a realm of fire, a tale none can tell.
Whispers of the lost echo through the night,
In the depths of hell, where souls take flight.

Charred remains of dreams, scattered and torn,
Amidst the burning embers, hope is forlorn.
The river of sorrow flows through the land,
Guiding the weary to the desolate strand.

Flames dance wildly, casting eerie hues,
While the tortured wail, paying eternal dues.
In this inferno, where time stands still,
The cries of the damned echo, never to fulfill.

Yet amidst the torment, a flicker of light,
A solitary star in the endless night.
A reminder of redemption, faint but true,
Even in hell, hope may renew.