See You In Hell

Hello brother, hello mother
By this time I think I'll see you in hell

Hello sister, hello father
I watch your rotting bodies swell

Won't it be great just the five of us,
Sitting here tormented and tortured in hell?

In the fire, in the ashes
Our blood turns from liquid to a gel

Stab the children, rape the daughters
Help us commit Satanic slaughter!

poem by Chey Lyon
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