Apollyon Rature

If they shall not fall on their knees in my presence then so be it the will of my principles to see fit and destroy them. Man is cattle and I am their shepherd let not the anointed trinities son guide you wrong and worship him in song, molded in his image damned by my fury I am judgement I am end on these southern winds of peace let my name devour his masterful work. You sons and daughters of Jerusalem will bare witness to my era and prevailing prophesied kingdom of Babylonian captivity. My lineage will purge the words of Jehovah and his false tribulation let his holy temple fall in disarray so to it his glorified army will bow before me because they are unworthy. The eve of my resurrection will come when his creation is drowning in degradation on my throne let all who oppose me be known you reap what you sow