Little Chapel On the Hill
False prophets, not saints
Hide behind crosses
Judging the whole world
But forget their sins,
Or can't remember
Every Sunday,
Seethe in glory
Backstab and lie
Never repent,
Their actions;
Are imp-like
Spirit is dark
In Hell
They might.....
Burn!
Copyright © Shane Solomon | Year Posted 2012
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