Deep Web soliloquy Why have you come for me Paimon, the 8th king of hell You are scaring me Glitchy technology Now I see intestines pour out computer screen Look at intestines and I see the faces of friends and my family Hands go through me And in their grasp are My spleen and my kidney King grabs on to my wrist With a blood hellish grip He whispers in my ear We are going below Oh Satan, fallen angel I know my time is up Oh, please tear out my heart Oh, please tear up my guts No more eternal suffering I want to end it all I'm tired of the flames And seeing all my wrongs Oh Satan, fallen angel I know my time is up Oh, please tear out my heart Oh, please tear up my guts I'm tired of suffering I want to leave this hell