The lords of the dungeons send away illiterate and superstitious ones to be "martyrs" holding a plastic key to open the "paradise" doors.
No one, ever, lord of the dungeons has fallen in battle, but they cowardly hide among innocents hoping not to be hurt, because, for the lords of the dungeons, martyrdom is for gullible suckers.

05 Toccata et fugues en Ré mineur, BWV 565.wma



Behold! The master of the shadows is here
with a human disguise, but being a ghoul
he will
metamorphose into extremism millions more
so the Antichrist between couldn’t be found,
perhaps we will be witness the final battle
between Armageddon and Dungeon’s Lord’s
angels that fly with wings of black feathers
against an infinite number of the Overlord.

Beware! The soul’s butcher is already here,
on the sand of Somalia and camps of Darfur,
among
Palestinians murderers and Syrian executioners,
on the Afghan mountains and Pakistan’s poor,
sowing Mugabe’s field and Congo’s rebels
and on every one of Al Qaeda infected worms
funded by Iran’s many lords of atrocities while
Turks condemn Israel as they bombs the Kurds.

Attention! The Great Viper, Paradise ostracized,
slithered over Burma’s with poisonous downpour,
as the death
messengers are, in the name of everyone in Islam,
giving a bad taste to their religion forevermore;
if anybody had doubts of the Antichrist existence
with a indiscriminate and all destructive allure…
as extremism is eating itself to extinction like an
Ebola virus, the Lord of the Dungeons gets assured.