The blood on your hands,
I will make you see it.
The gore of my mind you created,
I will make you see it.
The broken souls of children ***** by your anger,
I will make you see it.
The rotting flesh of the dead boy in the cold and barren street,
I will make you see it.
The black sea of death in the silent night where the castrated bodies sleep,
I will make you see it.
Moloch's divine creation consuming all you have, while your paradise burns,
I will make you see it.
The world in despair, all because of your own doing and your's alone,
I will make you see it.
I will make you see what you are. I will make you weep until your eyes fall from their sockets.
Once you see it all, you may leave at your will.
A single door and four walls,
Are all that stand between you,
and the Gates of Hell.
Now walk,
Whenever you wish,
Through the open door,
And into the fires.
And burn. Forevermore!
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