| Alot of talking, no action, alot of words, no comparison, Jesus was his name he died in vain. You claim he died for me, then why am I still a free mind and soul? Because you know, its not Satan who's in Control. You lie to me, just as Jesus did, when he died for you. I would tell the Truth, I wouldn't make a fucking meaningless rebuke unto you. Revoke these lies, and learn to ask Why. Fuck all of these Christian Ties..Because, you had so Long, I wish you luck, because you all got fucked. Don't get mad, or turn sad. He had no stability, but at least you wanted too see Divinity. Talking too the crowd. He was extremely loud, pointing that fucking finger at me, wanting to see me, go down in flames. He wished bad things upon me, as I lay this burden of truth upon you. He spoke to loud, he really didn't need to make the mistake, of claiming to know me. Once at last, he said he saw my fall, I heard him say this. In an assumeing call. I saw deep inside the Meaningless martyr, his soul was crawling, he may have kept a good image in his book. but in my Eyes I saw pure fucking lies...Now, you want to die for me? You want to die for my sin? Then go right ahead, I would love to see some nails in your hand. You made all this time, worthless talk. now go take your beaten dirty ass for a walk to the Cross. |
