Deep Web soliloquy

Why have you come for me
Paimon, the 8th king of hell
You are scaring me
Glitchy technology
Now I see intestines pour out computer screen
Look at intestines and I see the faces of friends and my family
Hands go through me
And in their grasp are
My spleen and my kidney
King grabs on to my wrist
With a blood hellish grip
He whispers in my ear
We are going below

Oh Satan, fallen angel
I know my time is up
Oh, please tear out my heart
Oh, please tear up my guts
No more eternal suffering
I want to end it all
I'm tired of the flames
And seeing all my wrongs
Oh Satan, fallen angel
I know my time is up
Oh, please tear out my heart
Oh, please tear up my guts
I'm tired of suffering
I want to leave this hell