Fading embers

Do you see it? Do you hear it?
Can you feel the pain for real?
Did you want it? Was this prompted
By your rotten dying will?
Hearth with shapless endless fire
Your new home, a place to be,
All your thoughts and all desires
Never ever set you free.
Who to blame now? Who to slander?
There's no soul to be alive,
There's no Goddes to relie,
You don't need now to survive,
You need only to surrender.
Here you never can deny,
That you thrived because of lie,
Which you spreded on, Pretender,
And of which you slowly died.
There is no way to escape now,
There is no way for back up,
You don't need to start the countdown,
Cause your party had been wrapped.
Life is only one, remember?
You forever will be trapped,
You will burn on fading embers
Made of dealings from the past,
Of your body, turned to dust,
Of your infinite untrust
In the matters of religion,
Of absession with precision,
Twisted views and twisted vision,
Every heartless, rashed decision,
Every time you were unjust.
Do you, by the way, remember,
People, who were nice to you,
Loved you, cared for every member
Of your body... Did you too?
Or remember ones, who never
Ever did you any harm,
But on backs of whom, however,
Always aimed your loaded gun?
On the harmless, on the mortals,
On the sick one's, on the poor
You looked down. You hardly noticed
All the pain you dragged them through.
Coward!.. COWARD!
HEARTLESS! STUPID!
You are even worse, then ME!
All your life you worked so hard
Just to buy yourself degree,
Which will grant you way to heaven,
As you thought?! You didn't see
That your whishes have been rooted
In the relms of hell?! Your fee...
Oh, your fee will be deserved one:
Not a penny less then you
Earned, for what you've done and worked for.
Nothing left for you to do!
I'm afraid, that it's the end now.
You have reached, what's called THE end:
Of your life on Earth and, somehow,
Of your body - heaven sent.
Now you'll go through endless circles
Of the torments of your soul,
Now you'll understand what "mortal"
Really means, despite your thoughts.
You will rot, and you wil beg for
New beginning - empty sheet,
You will die, and you will rise from
Being dead. And that'll repeat
Over, over, higher, lower,
Then again, again, again...
In the deeds of your's you'll hover,
You will tire to pretend.
You have reached YOUR very END.