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Open Hell's Gate,

to fuel your Hate.

Revealing the real you,

there's nothing you can do.

All you love fades,

as you open the Gates.

Release of the true soul,

rotten, putrid and foul.

The hate energizes the air,

the lone path of despair.

Life a bottomless abyss,

drown in a ocean of nothingness.

This world: evil, cruel, you're alone.

Get used of it: this is your new home.