• Come to me, ye lost and lonely
    ye damned and dying
    ye cold and broken.
    I await with open arms.

    Come to me, ye ******** and flying
    ye doomed and drowning
    ye wounded and hopeless.
    My embrace is home.

    There is a sort of salvation
    in my domain;
    while I offer no forgiveness
    (fester in your sin, burn forever)
    make no mistake.
    Here, you are loved.

    Unlike your Father
    I accept and love you
    not in spite of what you've done
    but because of it.
    This punishment
    (eternal torment under a manic grin)
    is of the most divine sort.

    Oh, and don't forget
    to say your prayers!

    Our Father, who art a liar
    hollow be thy name
    for kingdoms burn
    when will they learn?
    On earth, it will be
    arisen.
    Give us this day
    our daily head,
    and lead us straight
    into temptation.
    For thine is the ashes,
    the maggots and glory,
    so long as you deliver our evil.
    Amen.