The Big Come Up
Sweet Jesus Christ came to me in a dream, He crept up through the carpet. Ripping through the seams. Offering me that warm tranquil salvation within his flesh, a promise of cleansing of all my transgressions. To feed deep the nectar of Lord and to deny the Serpent and sword. I repent brothers and sisters I do. I have seen the necrotic face of my father. I have been bathed in the cold, viscosity that is blood of lamb. The ghost of a zombie is my savior!! Thanks for all your prayers my dear dear friends.
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