-- KNOCKING ON THE GATES ON THE GATES OF HELL --

"OH RUPERT CAN YOU NOW SEE.
TWAS IMPOSSIBILITY TO SAY.
YOUR SOUL LONG LOST NOR FREE.
SOLD TO SATAN COME WHAT MAY.

DOES MISHPOCHA ANY COMFORT BRING?
WHILST YOU OUR NATION BETRAY.
CAN ANY WIPE SUCH TROUBLING
UNREDEEMABLE BY PHILANTHROPY.

YOU'RE NOT A SON OF THIS FAIR LAND.
AS A KNIGHT OF ANOTHER REALM.
TRAFFICKING LUSTS OF CONTRABAND,
PLYING DECEIT EVER SO CALM."