Revelations

Come my children
I’ve something to tell
Of my home
The pits of hell
I offer you
To eat my flesh
Be born again
New and fresh
My blood is sweet
Drink it like wine
For I am now
The seventh sign
Hell has come
Here to Earth
Satan’s children
Giving birth
To demons that claw
And rip my skin
Spilling the plagues
I hold within