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Those who seek for Him

and becon His name from the deepest of Hell

Don't actually sense

that his presence draws near

The tools of trade

ancient ways and means of it

Strenght behind the material supremacy

is close to the infernal one

Not for the virtues of good

but the malice of will of man

One deed in benevolence

Crushed by a thousand sinister acts of crime

And through the scars of selfmutilation

I taste but a small fracture of mankind's pain

Those pityful still preaching of love in this world

Even a laugh is too much to spare for them

This realm is quite an echo of the Bible's Hell,

Realm filled with suffering and death

Admire that magnificence

of thousand cuts and thousand ends of life

One deed in benevolence

Crushed by a thousand sinister acts of crime

As pain and welth in material

are those to conquer

Indeed I realize

the powers of Satan are overwhelming