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In mortal life

You oppressed the weak

Abused of power

Repressed with fear

You never thought

Of consequences

For money and power

No moral sense

But there’s no crime

That goes unpunished

In the afterlife

Eternal suffering

In the stone mill

You will relive

Horrors of pain

Blood-thirsty demons

You will be crushed

And fed to hell hounds

The sound of bones

Breaking and crushing

The smell of blood

Intoxicating

You will be crushed

And fed to hell hounds

Welcome,

To the Yard of Stone Mill

In mortal life

You oppressed the weak

Abused of power

Repressed with fear