__________________  \"First, Moloch, horrid King, besmeared with blood  Of human sacrifice, and parents tears;  Though, for the noise of drums and timbrels loud,  Their childrens cries unheard that passed through fire  To his grim idol. Him the Ammonite  Worshiped in Rabba and her watery plain,  In Argob and in Basan, to the stream  Of utmost Arnon. Nor content with such  Audacious neighbourhood, the wisest heart  Of Solomon he led by fraud to build  His temple right against  the temple of God  On that opprobrious hill, and made his grove  The pleasant valley of Hinnom, Tophet thence  And black Gehenna called, the type of Hell.\"  - Paradise Lost, i. 391-405    Pain in your Ass... Your brain in the grass... The game is my flash... A shame if I pass...