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The wicked world, in this age is full of sin, All youth have a lust for the obscene; The hour has come to cleanse the skin, Our bodies, no longer temples, are unclean; One may find all will feel an eternal wrath For treading such an erroneous path; There are innumerable truths one must tell To save oneself from the scorch of hell; All humankind shall take the blame- For creating its own perpetual cell, Now, all will feel the singe of the flame. We all ride upon the devil’s fin, Leaving the place God gave us, so serene; Everyone scowls, not a single grin- As if all were programmed like a machine, We head closer towards our fiery bath, Having followed the ways of the golden calf, All personalities cease, recoiled into a shell- As we find ourselves where we will forever dwell; To us this is no longer a petty game, We hear a chime, though from no bell; Now, all will feel the singe of the flame. If only there was a way to win, If only the planet still has its’ sheen; If only the starving were not so thin, We may have breathed in an afterworld of clean, The antichrist himself approaches, he carries a staff- As he steps near us, we hear his demonic laugh, There is a stench, different than any earthly smell; Some begin to shed tears, some begin to yell, Many tilt their heads to the ground, with shame, This fire is permanent, one we cannot quell; Now, all will feel the singe of the flame. The interminable sorrow shall now begin, Satan taunts us, growling in a fashion immensely mean; He brings forth pasts, to everyone’s chagrin, We pray to our king-God, and to Mary, our queen; There is no remorse now, no reason to chaff; No way to recalculate our sins through math, The regret within us will continue to swell; Our bodies have left us, now our souls jell, We have accomplished something that was not our aim- Perhaps we were under Satan’s own spell, Now, all will feel the singe of the flame.
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