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Jezebel

One who reaps the blackened fruit but loathes the taste of its ferment is the sailor who can't tolerate the foul stench of his only catch the one that fears his only God who provides no hope for serenity is the blood on which his grace will thrive as the follower lives in poverty. let him breath for he hath not sinned yet kings of men will show no mercy in this they form the cruelest of men the ones deemed worthy of hierarchy. With the dogs she rests as the houses will burn while her children all suffer and await their turn the sulfur now boils and mountains now fall As kings of men gather in swarms, one and all. The millions gathered here to face judgement today are the souls who will perish and have died all in vain. So draw the cold nail from my immortal wrist The vein that pumps strongly, your disdain and risk an eternity fooled by a single man Our faith falls victim to the most unholy of scams One true believer in a wall of pawned men. Intentions driven, innate, and bland. But to think that my words, were written divinely, is an untold secret, a true fallacy.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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