God Is....

"Color me red" this he did say 
                                                  This is Satan and you must obey

                                                  The call of the wild for is it ok?

                                                  Who cares as I destroy the day

                                                  The red you color is from your vein

                                                  The ink that spilled from ever shame

                                                  You raped a child in the name of me

                                                  You will now suffer ever in eternity 

I feel the words escape from your dying breath, "Please Lord dont take it out with 
a noose around my neck" 

For if you kill me you kill your religion, I promise you, if this noose falls through 
the gallow then I will trek

I will find your kind in the after life, even if it down in the basement with your wife, I 
will come and get you

You're the one who told me so, created my mind to enlist your blow, is this a 
reason you are telling me?

That I must not fight but run away in flee? I'm a coward like you, you see, I die for I 
believe in your creed

                                                 "My son you are not one of mine

                                                  I enlist your soul to preach my kind

                                                 You create your own from words of mine

                                                 Now rot in hell for the breach of time

                                                 And conjur a smell to remember your lie

                                                 Befriend your mind as you are left to die

                                                 Alone as you wish for your wish is a cry

                                                You are no longer a part of my embassy

                                                Trade your wings for the treatory that be

                                                For a mask supposed to look like me

                                                Horns for you stab at your constant envy

                                                Dont you ever compare you with thee

                                                For are weak and f&ck all that you percieve
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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