They Put the Hell in Hello

Seven horses hell bound riding on the storm. They need not to hunt you; you’ll willingly conform. Ira creeps into your home, fueling up a feud. Should you not simply let the demon go, it will rise to be the end of you. Luxuria tempts you at every opening, to let your sensual side awaken, but feed this lecherous beast no longer, or it will surely have you forsaken. Feel Invidia creeping into your psyche, slowly driving you mad, as it reminds you of all those stories that you should much like to have. Gula pushes to the front, first in line for the wide buffet. You’d do anything for one more taste, sell your soul for another plate. Avaritia insists what’s yours is yours and yours alone. There’s no reason for the needy ones to live in a happier home. You’re undefeated and, naturally, letting Superbia take the reins, but in your over-confident carelessness, you’ll be easily subjected to shame. Socordia says there’s no time like the present to enjoy a moment or two, but what you’re missing while you’re unmoving, is what’s becoming of you. Ride with any one of seven steeds, and you can kiss your soul goodbye. They’ll drag you far beneath the dirt, where unspeakable torment resides.