It is so evil in the heel of the boot that even Antichrist himself could think of nothing to add to the wickedness there. What goes on in that place transcends the machinations of the most vile. The curious do not deserve to have you, most leonine, most creeping, or anyone like you, but they should have Satan himself as their father, for he now actually rules in that Babylon, which has become a bleeding light for the nations.
Find your lamb! Let the blood of your foundling drip from every lamppost and hallway, says the One who speaks from name to name. May the lamb walk humbly. Humbly may she come. Her head is wet with a dew that will be burned off in the noonday sun.