Sinning Is the Only Path To Martyrdom
It’s an antichristian theory and method
The way I give myself this plague
Sickening solitary sustenance of my own sins
An urchin warm within my spirit like a fetus in a womb
It’s Godless; I’m Godless
To glorify a madman
It’s habitual
To let the madman in
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