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Satan's Wrath

Once again, it's time to celebrate Hell-oween,
I'm gonna have my fun, I'm gonna make you scream,
I'm happy to say that this is not a dream,
I enjoy spilling blood and watching it gleam.

And as you scream in pain, I slowly start to chew,
Your flesh tasting so good, I eat out your eyes too,
You finally stop your screaming, and I am through,
ready to take a short nap and then start anew.

The next day, I meet you in my realm of fire,
Where all is ugly and there is no attire,
I rape you to the evil beat of the choir,
scream, shriek, holler, you know I will never tire.

In hell, you are my slave, you must do as I say,
and I want you to go to the surface and play,
You create a blood bath, as you proceed to slay,
we enjoy a meal together at this buffet.

As time goes on, you slowly begin to love me,
I'm really not sorry, I get bored easily,
So I beat you every day, vicariously,
and watch my new "love" trounce you hilariously.

I cut you, I crush you, I piss all over you,
I mangle your body, leaving one leg askew,
I continue to dismember you as you spew,
for your pain, I will always find ways to renew.

There isn't a way out, no miraculous spell,
there will not be a second when I am not fell.
I will keep you locked up here in my burning shell,
I will make sure you rot eternally in Hell.

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