So many scenes have I committed.
To the play of wicked belzebub.
So many actors have I acted.
In the play of wretched belzebub.
So alarming will it be on that day.
When all hearts shall lay bare.
When all secrets shall lack hiding.
When intents shall have full daylight.
Then the soul shall bear consequence of its acts.
The body long gone for its part.
To bliss or doom we shall all bound.
Life everlasting we will all have at last.
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