Lost In Rapturious Thought
In the perusing of the words to capture,
the reverential ideas that lead to the Rapture,
the satanic animal must be a snake, to non-believer,s, burn at the stake,
suicide bombs take me to Heaven, Twelve disciples minus Judas equals eleven,
Popes in robes and witches coves causing blood to flow from native doves,
virgins birthing little babies from ribs comes women, how amazing!
Parting rivers and rising from the dread, a pagan idol!, Off with his head!
So many people from such different lands,
Can,t we all Love Him whilst joining Hands.
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