Seamlessly deranged upon our ignorant age.
Defiantly placing your forged rage.
Wonderously living an innocent plague
Still unbeliving that we no longer live by the Book.
Only to find our withered souls thrown to the demons.
Our bodies set into the meat hook.
Leaving us to an eternity of screaming and screaming.......
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wonderfully dim, an outlook i have now, it is a castrofany of sound, in a few, short lines, a heartful of hatred, yet, in this heart, there is love, i wonder