| Boiling swarm of bottomless eyes. |
| Cancerous thoughts ulcer the memory of the
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| guiltless ones… yet unrighteous!
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| Imprisoned below, errands with marked hands. |
| Hearken, you Earth,
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| the words of my mouth!
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| Penitents subdued in indifference under insects and worms. |
| A joyful choir of
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| protests and blasphemies at Acheron’s damned shores
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| Death! |
| where is your sting? |
| All hope abandon ye who enter here
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| For a fire was kindled by His discipline, a fire was risen by their faith.
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| The wisdom of the Lord in every act of separation engulfing the harvests and
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| tearing the mountains down
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| Altar of grotesque Tetramorph, hovering over the carrion incest.
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| Mutilation and sodomy: split as one, salvation and punishment together as none
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| Was this love on par with the one of Amon? |
| Maybe the daughters of Lot?
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| Verily, verily I say unto you: the wicked will spit out the riches they
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| swallowed. |
| No dust will be left for Him to burn. |
| Their iniquity will turn sour
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| in their stomach
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| Cold seeds projected in poisoned corpses shall give birth to sinful dirt in the
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| name of God, through the mouth of a whore… with angel’s wings to witness His
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| wrath from the land of no return, awaiting like a vision into those eternal
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| flames
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| Death, where is your sting? |
| Hades, where is your victory?
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| Anteinfierno! |
| Anteinfierno! |
| Anteinfierno! |
| Anteinfierno! |
| Anteinfierno! |