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Extremist Christians
written by Genocide Reaper
08:06 AM 8/6/04
Inside greed, One of mans favorite diesease's. Stand before the cross and then hit your knees fall down and pray for release. No more constant critisim now. Because you've learned to bow. How do you know, that your not wrong? What makes you so sure, you won't fall? God is here, so cry in fear, he's not leaving. He's not gone, and he's not done. Your about to wake up. The Greed of needing everything you see, the envy of wanting what you decree. I can see the stain, your fingers still bleed, you tried to pry the nail from his wrist. When its all said and done, You'll wish you yelled crucify. Everyone's life came with deep wounds, nobody needs to say a thing about tomorow. It never comes, just like your promise of loyalty to God. Come be seen, go be free. Time to let the whole world know, your not going to change, you'll forever stay the same. Wishing when your burning. That you didn't want Gold. Streets of Gold. Creep across stone, hit your knees and beg for mercy. Shut up, and stop accusing others of heresy.


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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
This one is too all those Christians that yell HERETIC!

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