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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required O ' Satan, father of all that is sinister and evil, Of all that is foul, putrid, and base. Ruler of the underworld I've have had a vision! You led the legions of the damned In a cataclysmic war, To regain your rightful place Upon the throne, A throne from whence you fell! Calling for Holy Jihad, emanating deep down, from the bowels of Hell. Father of lies, and deceit, you have issued a declaration of war, A war against all seven heavens in the celestial Kingdom. Metatron, prince of the divine face, king of angels, chancellor of heaven. has informed the angelic hierarchy of your declaration of Madness! Gabriel, the left hand of God, protector of paradise, Angel of annunciation, resurrection, mercy vengeance, & revelation, Has honed the Malakhs ( angels) into a fighting force to be reckoned with Those tortured souls, in perdition for all eternity, await the cry to battle The armies of chaos and lunacy do swell. Death and decay, spew forth, deep down from the bowels of Hell. Great and revered Lucifer, You were once, a high, exalted angel Your envy and jealousy are righteous. You are Beelzebub, lord of the flies, Instigator of wars, corrupter of leaders You are called by many names. Azazel, Belial, Duma, the deceiver, the dragon, the devil The demon seed, am I. Son of all that's putrid, rotten and evil! We will defeat Michael, Gabriel, Uriel, and Raphael The Messiah shall rot on the cross, deep down in the bowels of Hell Then three blast on the Shofar (Rams horn) then a profound silence, Finally the silence was broken by the song of the Seraphim "Kadosh, kadosh, kadosh” (Holy, Holy, Holy). The “still small voice” issued forth: “I AM THE LORD THY GOD” But this time the Adversary’s will is stronger, You are the Antichrist, the battle is soon at hand. The gates of heaven shall rattle and crumble into dust. The Prince of Darkness will rule the day, Love, Light, Life, God, anything holy you shall quell. Relishing the sweet victory, deep down, in the bowels of Hell! Apocalypse, the day of reckoning, the end of the world is at hand. The toxic smell of death is in the air. The Beast walks the earth, with 666 emblazoned on his forehead The Adversary banished from heaven for all of eternity. In the underworld does he dwell, seething with jealousy & hatred deep down in the bowels of Hell! - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11034959-Storming-the-Gates-of-Heaven-by-Bar-Ponneck#sthash.4BSnWyBZ.dpuf
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