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, thrusting to the second plain Minos judges as his tail twines Lustful thoughts and greed whip these wretched souls A hurricane of hate mocks their helpless pleas