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He that hath eyes to see, let him see And he that hath ears to hear, let him hear The gospel of the great bleeding ahead The rage of the unborn and The wrath of the dead For have we not sold their bonds For shreds of false fulfillment? Yes, we have sold their bonds for pleasure! And we have sold their blood for hollow sounds of laud Ancient holy essence for puffs of weightless gold Yes weightless is the coin of Satan Weightless is its dead warmth Would you know the devil if hell was a place of comfort? Would you know damnation if hell was a state of satisfaction? In flames of risk-free battle, would you know the devil If hell was a bed of unearned rest? Would you know who to blame if hell was A ball of flesh kept in place with hooks of hunger? He that hath eyes to see, let him see And he that hath blood to bleed, let him bleed For have we not sold our veins for barren chants of praise? All that you hold must be paid for again And again our scars must be counted And again our truths must stand up and gird for war All smiles must be measured and weighed on scales of woe Would you know the devil if hell was a vault of latent deeds? Would you know who to praise if hell was A wreath of lust torn from grace with hooks of hunger?