Disclaimer: I don't own Hellraiser. Just thought you should know...
To a Cenobite
Oh you smirking Cenobite
I know the thoughts that lurk
Inside your addled head
As you revel in a human's pain
You'd rather they be you instead
They would be forced down to their knees
Not tortured, but feeling your agony
And then you'd make a swift escape
With just several broken bones
And cuts that will be sealed, not spread
But if that exchange can never be made,
You'd rather just be dead.