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Christ the evil
written by Genocide Reaper08:28 AM 3/12/05I the owl in the night, have ventured far and wide.
Out to wander, looking for murder.
Perching myself quietly.
Taking a peak at society.
I looked to only find.
Low and behold a crucified martyr.
He was in the form of man.
But I saw the truth inside, he was forged by a demonic hand.
Regurgitated after being consumed by evil.
He was sent on a spree to spread treason.
Yes, the evil of deceit had made him a demon.
To lie, and shape the world.
Sending it into discord and discontent.
Can't you see it now?
Or is thou blind to what besieged us all?
How the real Devil which is not Lucifer vomited up the cross.
That night, his evil essence sank back into the depths of brimstone.
To lavish in the fire, in which centuries before he was thrown.
So obscure it is, to take in.
I am sure this information you didn't want to hear.
But my friends the truth is always hard to bare. |
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