Sin(Jonestown) Poem by Issac Zheng

There, a great city,
Demon's heaven,
Full of filth sinners.
It's fallen, it's fallen,
Another Babylon.

By God's will,
They deserved to die.
A fool's promise,
Nowhere to hide.
Once again, lie.

People are crying,
They don't belong here,
Never will be.
Evils died without a tear,
But spreading fear.

Thousand lives were gone.
No funeral, no toll.
They will not ascend,
But burn to coal,
Sodom's dead soul.

Poor cult fodders,
Except Lot.
Saints frees him,
From this rot,
Sacrilege plot.

Their torment will continue,
Forever and ever!
‘Those can't be saved, '
I heard this favor,
By the Angel Trevor.

Then I looked, and lo,
‘For its wrath numb'
Angel on the Mount Zion,
Where the voice from.
‘Its judgment…has come! '