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 | | SOMEWHERE, OUT THERESomewhere out there, way out there lives a race of men. They have bloodlines they can trace where it all begins.
Throughout the ages, secret sages, seers and magicians, clairvoyants, sycophants, use their intuitions.
Fruit of war, hate and greed, lust and death yes, sickness. There is ONE and only ONE who will be mans WITNESS.
Sheep for slaughter wool for shearing gnash upon our meat. Shape Shifters, necromancers hierarchy deep.
Babies weeping children sleeping drugged with their dark plans
Can’t they see that blind they be with their royal scams?
Robbers, thieves, crooks, and thugs, persuasive and subliminal. Use betrayal to secure their place in life that’s criminal.
First of the breed to trick the seed the animal in man. We grow like weeds a treacherous need their wicked master’s plan
I search for words to express my horror and chagrin. When I first learned the monsters lurked form somewhere deep in sin.
You can not run You can not hide, from the beast within. Because he is brilliant or so he thinks and grins.
His lips are sodden with the blood of innocent and blind. He seeks to destroy more than half of what he calls man-kine
When you hear screaming of the terror on the street It’s not lions, tigers, bears it’s bleeding of the sheep.
Who can stop this shearing? this culling of all life I know of only ONE HE is THE WAY, THE TRUTH THE LIGHT.
Crying, sleeping children feasting can’t afford to rest. Must be up to drink our cups, the cups of bitter test.
Will we make it? Time will tell. only YAHWEH knows, HE gave us guidelines to survive this wicked overthrow.
Do they know it? Yes they do. That’s why they work so fast. To cast us down, in to the ground so they can have a chance. Will they make it? No, they won’t Of this I am assured. Because of the ONE who knows it all and can not be endured
I do not have to see it cause… It’s written in my soul. And though the monster looms in front, I walk upright and bold. | |