Maybe this world is another planet's hell.

Maybe this world is another planet's hell.

Sin makes its own hell, and goodness its own heaven.

Sin makes its own hell, and goodness its own heaven.

Hell is full of good meanings and wishings.

Hell is full of good meanings and wishings.

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

Hell isn't merely paved with good intentions, it is walled and roofed with them

Hell isn't merely paved with good intentions, it is walled and roofed with them

I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine . . . . War is hell.

I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine . . . . War is hell.

But he knoweth not that the dead are there; and that her guests
are in the depths of hell.

But he knoweth not that the dead are there; and that her guests
are in the depths of hell.

Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell
The tortures of that inward hell!

Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell
The tortures of that inward hell!

But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell,
And there hath been thy bane.

But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell,
And there hath been thy bane.