I think that these are the four things closely connected to the cenobites. We hope for them to help us, they stand for order instead of chaos, they reshape and tear the flesh, and ultimately, stand with quiet dignity and honor, even in the eye of the enemy. The following describes my own take on these four things. Everything in it is true, and I'm proud of it!

HOPE.
I hope for a spark of love in hell
I hope for a spark of trust
Understanding, mercy
In the heart of a demon
An angel
Though I can never be assured
Which one he is
I hope for the release from the realm of the flesh
I hope for an order in the chaos of my world
I hope for a better life thereafter.
And perhaps
Though it seems foolish now
There is the hope
Of that warmth inside
That feeling I long for
That single kiss
Of the cold lips of a dark seraph.

ORDER.
There is no order in my chaos
Or am I the order in the chaos
And fail to realize that I am?
There is order in the hell I know
There is neverending glory
A taste of flesh forevermore
And I wish for order.
But there is none.
Not in the realm of the flesh.
It is not possible.
But once I taste their pleasures
I can finally know the pure,
Precious perfection
Of the ultimate order
Given strictly
Woven into my very soul.

FLESH.
The flesh won't leave me alone.
Ever since I could think
Humans have hurt me
Through this, I hope
I can become one of the others.
One of his.
My search
For the perfect
Configuration
Will only come to a rest
When I can feel
My skin give way
To Leviathan's will.