Never look,
At that you cannot see,
For it can blind you from the truth.
Never listen,
To that you cannot hear,
For it can make you deaf.
Never speak,
Of that you do not know,
For you can be mute.
Never think you now me,
When you don't even know yourself,
And for that you have yourself to blame.
Never threaten me,
When you don't know pain,
Don't know pleasure.
Never forsake me,
That could cause you,
Many unfortunate situations for generations,
For eternity.
Never,
Think you now my moves,
Own my games,
Mastered your flesh.
For I know.
For I am the prince of pain,
The black pope of hell,
The lead Cenobite.
The one you fear,
Without admitting you do.