Death hates your life Noose chokes your neck... No hope, no absolution, no prayer... Knife chops open your veins... Steak Impales your "good" heart... There is no goodness, no holiness, only the grand death in the hands of Sathanas... Hatred in rot, rebellion against purity and christian life... Sanctity in dying... I am dying but not before I suffer... I suffer... And forever I rot...