This world is not my own. A system failing. please tell me this in not the ending. My values set in stone. Dark lord despise(s) me. You invoke cancer seeds. Invoke their death for greed. An ashen sun burns cold. Such hate - hostility - a wasteland. Your soul - your face, it fades - decayed. With hope - you'll buy - his lies. Displaying power - eclipsed the sun - (to him) you bend. The darkest grimoire could not compare. Deceiver's magick - Warlocks astounded. Such acts of shame - humanity wasted. Christ turns disgusted. Evil - corpse rising - the reigning of Baphomet. Demonic armies - hath scourged the Earth (soul lost identity) To all the wasted - that took no mark - there's still an exit. God hating armies - make you the enemy - read through the lies. Set free by execution - stand for this resolution - the light you'll see.
