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THE GATES OF MY HELL

I'll choke you until your last cough

And push your face in the mud.

I'm going to rip your head off

And write your name in the blood.

You have angered me so.

More I will not take.

Away your life I will throw,

As I strike like a snake.

I tolerate no betrayal:

No tarnished loyalty.

If my trust in you does fail,

You die like dethroned royalty.

I watch you writhe on the rope

Before I cut you down.

With my vengeance you cannot cope

As your eyes bulge round.

How many must die

Before we see on a level?

And yet still you lie,

With the ease of the Devil.

You will be banished

To Lucifer's fiery domain.

Your soul for love famished:

Abandoned, dying in the rain.

I'll choke you until your last cough

And push your face in the mud.

I'm going to rip your head off

And write your name in the blood.

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