be all my sins remembered
i saw a great flame arising from the voidasserting control over all humanity,
and i felt a great shudder
make its way down my back
as i saw a steeple arising from this flame
a great multitude of demonic beings
were dancing naked around the exalted being
bowing in worship of the great one, king of devils!
and they were cackling at the great apostasy of love and truth
it was like some strange satanic ritual
i was there, in the middle of their sanctuary
they placed me upon a platform
and desired my blood upon their tongues
they desire blood to make amends for their sins
oh, adonai, be all my sins remembered!
Poetry by Thomas Perdue
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Written on 2012-05-26 at 22:07
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