RAMPAGE OF THE DEMONS
The demons that surround
On a blasting rampage have gone
Cutting to the root in paradise gardens
Both shrubs and trees, beloved friends and kin
Growing out of nature’s blessed ground
Killed or mutilated beyond repair
By their raging unrepented mortal sin
Plant voices I hear crying out in despair
Souls now buried deep underground within
Beauty and truth they must kill
The Demiurge must reign against God’s will
Revolt, return to God’s garden of love
Let life’s divine spark shine out from you above
Into the garden over the buried ruined souls
In ground where peace and love are the garden’s goals
And if while walking you encounter
These slanderous defamatory demons
God’s angels will hide you under their wing
And you will be protected by the praises
And the songs of thanksgiving that they sing
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