A goat's head effigy hangs in the shadows;
Hell has been purged, and the released have bred.
I hope that there is room in the Underworld for the Devils born on Earth.
They hate and rape and kill,
And they do it for fun.
They are ravenous, relentless creatures, and not a soul is left unstained.
If this is all in God's plan,
I ask for Reason.
The month of monsters begins today,
But I already want it to end,
And, these monsters,
I wish I weren't one of them.