Seven Deadly Sins Poem by Jeremy Willson
Seven Deadly Sins
Fallen from Heaven
The shores bore seven
From crashing disaster
Reigns a deadly sins master
Under the fires pressure
Spawns visions of rapture
One false king to rule each day
War breaks loose as only one may stay
After many years and many more dead
The true victor's crowned through bloodshed
Even as lambs to slaughter, we still pray
The Lord's children, yet lost in the fray
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