Blackend hear rotten bones. He sits upon condemnations throne.
And oversees the torturers hand. Crushes hopes of those long d___ed.

Lord of Chains. Prince of despair.
Is your heart even there.
You sit above the acts you call.
The world cares not when you fall.

He's a priest of vengeance. Societie's beast.
Devils grow fat at his feast.

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