I am hell
Where I walk there is fire
The kind that burns within
Have you missed me?
My children of Earth
Have you lost inspiration?
During my absence
Are your desires diminished
By the void I left
Do you still worship gold?
Your flashy cars, beautiful women
Do you still twist the knife?
In your neighbours back
To gain an advantage
Do you long for my return
To carry you from the wilderness
Free you from the yoke of goodness
I fan the flame of desire
Of chaos, you need only to follow…
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 
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