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The Deciever

You are the deceiver and I am the deceived centuries you've had to master your craft and clever you are your words are misleading your promises untrue and the people you make your puppets your games no man can win those trapped in playing your game merit death my life you hate my blessings you despise with gold and women you lure man into your trap from children you take fathers and mothers from fathers and mothers you take children you wish to be God but you are no God You are doomed and time is against you Look to the sky hear the trumpets blow feel the earth tremble The Master comes and for you defeat is near Victory shall be mine Peace unto Gods people forever and ever

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