The door
A goat’s head effigy hangs in the shadows
Lit by a single red candle that glows
Behind the heavy wooden door
Dried matted blood and hair on the floor
Evil dwells in this malevolent place
Hiding its perverted ugly face
Here but a few hours ago stood the cloaked
Tall and bloody standing soaked
With an innocent at their feet
Naked with only her heart beat
A gasp of breath and all life was gone
Sacrificed to The Whore of Babylon
The end of the world is near
Soon he the master will appear
All those who do not worship his name
Will only have themselves to blame
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