Abandon all hope who enter here
For this is where all things are left behind
Every doubt and every cowardice must die
Souls of rage and anger whipping in despair

The souls that wail on this plain pray for death
Denial is the reason for their suffering
Forever being stung by wasps and demons breath
The blood and tears that fall serve the maggots need

Descention, [bad word] to the second plain
Minos judges as his tail twines
Lustful thoughts and greed whip these wretched souls
hurricane of hate mocks their helpless pleas