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WHERE HIS UNHOLY TORMENT MAY BE A TESTAMENT TO HISWRECHED LIFE AND WICKED WAYS. HIS SKIN FLAYED AND HISVISCERA SCATTERED ABOUT, HE WILL WEEP AND CRY BUT IT WILLONLY BOLSTER THE RESOLVE OF HIS TORMENTERS, FOR THEY HATEHIM. HE WILL KNOW WHAT TRUE FEAR AND PAIN IS, BUT IT WILL BENO SOLACE FOR THERE WILL BE NO END AND NO ESCAPE. HISETERNITY WILL BE SOURED WITH AN ANGUISH LIKE ONE COULDNEVER IMAGINE. HIS SKIN WILL CRACK LIKE DESERT SOIL, AND HISVEINS WILL BLEED LIKE THỆ TIGRIS AND EUPHRATES, BUT NEVERENOUGH TO QUENCH THE THIRST OF HIS ABUSERS. HELL IS NOW ASHELL WILL ALWAYS BE, HAS ALWAYS BEEN, BUT THE FEAR BLEEDINGINTO HIS EYES, HIS SCENT, AND HIS RESOLVE IS A NEW HEAVEN TO ME