The Falling Away
The depraved will dig a hole in the ground
As under the crust's of hell they are bound
The Wrath of God will hold them to the fire
Behold the time of the False Christ's desire
The falling away should come and is near
The time to forget hope and learn to fear
Now the devil opens and spreads his wings
For the end time has come for bitter things
So does the wicked mourn a passing bell
Surely their fate lies in the depths of hell
Copyright © Quintin Reda | Year Posted 2022
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