There is a place
Where no hand can reach
An abyss where lights go out
And happiness goes to die
A place of desolation
Congregating evil, the hordes flock to feast
Coming to the call of tortures screams
The horn of debauchery is blown
Lower the curtain and dim the spot
Clear the stage and empty your mind
For you are about to enter a scene of my thoughts
The warnings been issued
The first shot fired
There is no going back from this place
The mirror where black eyes stare back
Be prepared for the culmination
When perversion meets the cover of night
An explosion of vulgarity
Is all that awaits in the future
I told you it would get ugly
But you could never imagine
The things that are about to take place
Welcome to my world
Where hatred is unchained and the incubus set free
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