The Light of Reckoning -1

Oh you will leap, all the losers leap down here!, go beg in the boiling mud the Prince is patient with pain, go taste the bloody scum, go !, move sucka!!! Voooomph,,,,,, feel the paddle blast... I don't belong here, ouwah my head... Why are you clawing me... Stop!!! you're tearing my hair... You're crushing me, you're breaking my ribs... Help me please!!!! there are hooks in my back... The water is burning my skin... The demon faces are scaring me mamma... I can't breathe,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,the ropes, the ropes... No No,, I never lied, who did I hurt, stop pinching me... Minos Minos look at me I can serve you... They're biting right through my body Ahhhhhh!!!... Take me home, oh my God, take me away... Please, ancient Judge listen to me, my name isn't in the Angel's book of guilt... I don't give a damn what your legal fiction is, you silly fool, there are no mistakes here, you chose us, and we love you, you're born off the boat and you'll bleed well upon the beating blocks, I hope that you are innocent your heart will burn better that way, oh look, my demon Jabal has delivered a gift, goodness, it's an engraved invitation for you with your full Christian name on it, now we need not fret about your arrival, I love the aroma of fresh agony in the morning, the parade to hot paradise has begun so very nice of Christ to be this generous on Doomsday's dawn flesh is falling from the sky why, its raining sweat and souls, so very delicious, let the trumpets tear the stars apart... Shah! Shah!! Shah!!! Shah!!!! Yes, let the Angel horn burn a halo into your naked back you're coming down with me, into the gross misery... Shah! Shah!! Shah!!! Shah!!!! I'm your anchor now, sink deeply with me feel the fate drop within your tender heart, oooooohhh the terrible tingle of no return... Is this how love dies is this how love dies... Shah! Shah!! Shah!!! Shah!!!! Save us Save us grrrhhhhaahhh!!! why are you striking us... The self righteous have no sanctuary here!... The ghouls are taking us into the soul grind... The demons are taking you to where the wicked waste... We are but bones buried amongst the raw ruins of Mans' primitive tombs, abandoned by history and reborn in apocalyptic alms, does Heaven have a memory of our antedeluvian adventures is there sympathy for a lost skeleton... There be salvation for those that lived to love the edge of life for those who put style into strife and soul into success whom cared about the heat of other's hearts... Oh Lord let us rise in the rush of your pure touch let us blush in the bloom of everlasting breath let us be young in your love again... Rise easy sleepy soul doubts have no language where we're going, these pages possess a pearl purity the names herein cannot be nullified or demonically denied, you are diamonds rising... J.A.B.