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Slaying sheep
written by Genocide Reaper10:29 PM 1/26/05| You tell me you hear the Lord talking, you tell me Jesus is God, you lie into no end. I'd love to see you dead. In my twisted, and demented faith, I find it hard to believe that whore loving fool is my savior. my God would have cast the first stone, my God would have proven why he should sit upon the number one throne. Yet your Messiah just took a beating and faltered when needed the most, over ruled by his own cowardice. In my minds eye I can see it, how he played the role of martyr, to try and be oh so poetic. Well Mr. Christian, reach deep into that wallet and pay off your debts, feed these starving children, and pray for all the Sinners and cheaters. Because I'll pray for them, that God shall send unto them, the soul stealer, the great one, the Grim Reaper. Hell is self created, don't you think? Just how you are barely tolerated, by your own, yet outside of your congregation you are utterly hated. In private you are a foul tongued fool, in church with your servants abroad, you just share your fallacy. But to me its all plain to see, you, the liar, the thief, the greedy man controlling people with a lust for leadership in false doctrines. I know what it is you are about, I can see now as you point that finger, pace to and froe, scream and shout. You will never sell me Christ, because I'll never sell out to the likes of a man lost in foolish plight. So against you I shall stand and fight, I will slaughter your blind sheep all through the night! |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by XxheartbrokenxX (1-26-2005 - 11:00 PM)
| good work geno, i love your work!
its cruel, thats why i love your work. |
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