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God-Child

Born in to prominence he reigns ominous with an iron fist no mortal soul shall question his rule, like days of kings and queens he's exalted and praised the bringer of light and day. This cryptic child this horned deity none on earth shall have a head higher then he master speaks as the alpha and omega hallowed shall always be his name. Batized in flame when one speaks his name Gabrelle but never in vain, centuries will past as he sits his throne this god child is forever bow to him for he is the filthy blood of the living lamb.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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