The Roman Harlot - Poem by Richard Merrell
The Pope is the Pontifex Maximus
Head of the wolves of Rome
Leading the college of pontiffs
He is seated on Babylon's throne.
For the church of the Romans is pagan;
She seeks souls of men for her bed
Then wipes her mouth like a whore
'I have done nothing wrong' she has said.
Her fornications are many
With the blood of the saints on her hands
The Roman Harlot - Catholicism
Is a cancer that enslaves many lands.
And I say to the spirit of this harlot
That spirit which is called Popery
'The Lord Yeshua surely rebuke you -
rebuke you for your sorcery.'
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