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Creation

Creation flames of fire spew from crusted fissures of earth a horse of ambers climbing black clouds appears riding through flowing lava the promised one is here trampling every man, woman and child in his path laughing, yelling prepare your souls for the harvest I shall reap what is mine since the beginning of time rosaries are merely beads and the cross has no power you beg and cry but he abandons you, as you did to him bones are sharpened by my teeth, spears to skewer you I taste the flaming flesh, there's no escaping you're mine hide behind the tree of life, my snake awaits with venom crawl beneath your beds, I'm your nightmare come alive I'll hook my claws into your skin and drag you to the pit screaming voices "HELP ME" are music to my ears hear the rattling chains of damned souls, my servants this world shall burn, I shall become your true savior I am Lucifer, created to be the Lord's rival of choice he created me in fatherly love, I shall kill you in death

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