The Hell Broker - Poem by Glamorous Enigma
I am the noisy bell,
I bring you to Hell,
Your GOOD I let you sell,
Your FAITH I always quell,
Your Chaste Soul I always dwell,
Your Sadism I always swell,
Only the bad Intentions to you I tell,
I’ll never let you do WELL,
'You’re my Slave' I'll always yell,
The Voice of Violence in your Heart ears at all times I knell,
Bombs of Hate in your Pure Heart I will always shell.
***WAKE UP the Hell Broker trying to deny us Heaven.
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