Deception fills this glass shattered life,
Shackles of torment your only guiding light,
She constricts, she kills your every wakening step,
I weep – blood streams down from my open broken neck.
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Yet, my blood flows like the serpents sting
Waiting to strike this ten horned king,
With flaming darts from my soul I shall speak,
To cast aside this twisted vile beast.
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A beast whose goal is total insanity
With her modern day speech of peace and calamity;
Blinding her sheep while they sing to this beast;
….I sigh in turmoil;
….….Revenge is all I seek!
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I stare and gaze at her lust filled greed
As she encompasses her armies where my fathers’ did grieve
Where she shed their blood from her oil drenched hands;
Desecrating – where the abomination now stands.
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Frozen in ice as my gaze still might be,
I watch in horror as she conquers the seven seas:
….Smiting the necks of all who disbelieve
….She worships – her sadistic fantasies -
….Of the clay filled beast
….Preaching
…….. peace, peace!
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