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Fact of God
written by Genocide Reaper06:04 PM 11/13/04| Something rises, in the pit of my control. Its deepening its affect into my soul. So what did you expect? I'm loseing myself deep inside of this shit now just take a swing and land a hit! I am a pyro spreading fire! My life is no fad, just continue to be glad! I! FEEL! WHAT! I KNOW! MY KIND IS THE PIECES TO THE PUZZLE OF THE WORLD! AND WE FIT! LAND A HIT! Nothing you do will change my mind, I'm set in my ways, so count down the days, death will come one day. Wish to me you want a master. Pray to me burn faster, raise the bar and leap the ditch, find out in this life your just another stitch. SOMETHING! I DO! MATTERS! ITS THE WAY OF THE WORLD! Cycle! God of greatness, God of Grief, God of blessing strength, God of Reigning Supreme, God of Death, God gives and takes every breath. Christian Fraud! Obsessive flaws! Imbedded within your Cow like life style you are a product of lies and cries! This is a ACT OF GOD! In my name, I shall make the CALL! You all defy me and fall, Beaten down made to crawl! born to fail to fight against me! My slaves, I have diggen each of you a fucking grave. This fact of! GOD! Bleed as I feed this Holy need, praise the Sky that never ask why, fires rise to the rim of existance, stars shineing blue and black, you couldn't get the Evil off of your back. Now it is my power and endurance you lack! This, fact of. GOD! |
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