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Satanology 9 Satan and Things

Blood Satan likes but on this no blame: Lord God and Christ do too: Preferred flame Then, wickedly, goes for Goring Horns, His own copy of Christ’s Crowning Thorns: The Horns not for self-caricature, Rather for use after your capture To make things never look the same, Though in your mirrors old selves remain When its darkness smile in his lips plays, Promptly vanishing with The Sun’s Rays Real big irony, for Morning Light; Had Light simply lost after The Fight Never did say he had abhorred Incense But cleansing hyssop’s thinks plain nonsense Not possible smiling at A Cross Each time he sees one, counted a loss… For see-through garments and the tightest, Lots baring with move, of the slightest.

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