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The End
written by Genocide Reaper03:59 PM 10/15/04| It was just another day. The clouds parted as a loud voice rang out amongst the mass of mortals, then deaths hand came down from the black cloak of the sky. Sending stars shattering into the Earth's surface, a few struck the human G-nomes the bodies immediatly exploding into chunks of blood and body. Beautiful fate has struck bringing out Christian and Mankinds Hate. Doom the Sheep and destroy the sleep of those ignoreing reality. God's wicked laugh rings out this time causeing all life to quake, sending this bleaked vision into shakes. It was just another way for the end to rise, Demons flying from fire spewing cavitys in the ground, eruptions of ahnilation destruction manifested in the world A cross stands burning in a Churches lawn, barbwire crown bestowed upon demented Christ, the new Christ, the calling of Anti-Christianity birth of mutilating insanity. Love of death sets in across the earth, caged in your world. enraged by the technology that nukes back against the supernatural King of Death and love in Pain, please our instinct to kill and tear flesh with our teeth. It was just another play, children acting out romio and juilet, as the Grim Reaper set his cold dead feet into the auditorium scareing all the sleeping parents, who suddenly came to find Gods wicked stare through the reapers eyes. Going through the crowd decapitating false hoods and fault lines, leaving the Children to scream. Love is dead! At the end of the Play all was done except the one standing in a pool of blood. He keeps the souls of those who had fallen deep into a hole of denial. Rape of Hate, Rape of Dates to keep, they had all fallen into a deep dark sleep blinded from the needs of everyone else, except theirself. Drift off into Hell now as you keep this story to Tell. Now it was just another night, this time all was lost, those who weren't dead were running in fear, screaming and begging to God just for another Year. Aww, shed him some tears. I alone stand on top of a tower sizeing up the Death and destruction I was pleased to see the pain and punishment bleeding through finally Judgement for crimes against the so called Anti-Christ's was here! Long time coming, you better keep running, because this God's vengence is merciless his pure power showing no hesitation to strike you like a cold snake awakened without a meal! now feel his wrath you moraless mortal! you mear mouse compared to the Cat of creation you have no chance you are his prey! toy! feast! bow down or be drown in your own unconviced crimes against kids you tried to control! me, I'm all grown, seeing how the world is all done, I was just wishing away that every single little fuck was all gone. But as they flee in terror from the Reapers wrath, I couldn't help but yell out to the mass. "Do you wish you chose another path!!!!!" In the end all that will be left is blood and bones! blood and bones! blood and fucking bones! lone we stand watching God take back his great destroying, tormenting control of your screaming soul! |
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