How can you burn me in hell,

when I am already burning?

Slowly turning over and over again,

on the bright red spit of regret.

How can you burn me in hell,

when I am already blistering?

Deliberately walking over and over again,

on the thorny path of guilt.

How can you burn me in hell,

when I am already bearing?

Senselessly falling over and over again,

a very heavy burden of sins.

How can you burn me in hell,

when I am already carrying?

My own hell on my own shoulders.