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If Your God Was Short
By RebelpJones 

The swinging doors of Hells cage 
Aint been rotated in some time
by nothing interesting
Not till that gentle giant
Come to challenge 
wit with heart
and size.

You see you evil beast 
some call you Satan, 
and some call you God
Well sir I call you none

You have looked 
down upon me 
as if I was small
Far to long

Until I come to your 
Impressive house
To bare witness of 
such great stature
I think not

Or to bare witness 
of a small mans
Wizardry that 
put a cursed spell
On humanity,
Not my thoughts 
exactly

Ive spent an eternity
Attempting to 
be befitting
To popular beliefs
Well I tell you what
Your witchery is up

I'll no longer be a fool
Be told exactly what to do
Fore the way I see it
I'm up in your house 
proving bigger than you.

Proving to be a
bit of a challenge 
The beast becomes 
enraged and savage

As he rips in anger
The left horn from 
His head
And stabbed it 
through the 
giants chest

I now walk with 
the devils horn 
Burnt deep all 
the way through
to my back.

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