The Only God

BUT THANKFULLY IT KEEPS YOU STEADY AS YOU CONTINUE YOUR DECENT DOWN INTO THE ABYSS . . .
THIS FLIGHT IS FREE FALLING AS QUICK AS VOLCANIC ASH THAT HAS NO FUTURE NOR A  PAST TO MISS . . .
SOULS OF REJECTION BLAST IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION . . .
INTO CHAOS JUST AS BEFORE AND NO LONGER EARTHLY ACCEPTED . . .
I WONDER WHETHER OR NOT MINE OWN WILL BE GROUNDED BY A CURSE . . .
OR LEFT TO WONDER AIMLESSLY ABOUT THE INFINITE UNIVERSE . . .
FOCUSING ON THE ONLY GOD (WHICH IS YOUR OWN SELF) WITHIN THIS FLESHY CELLULAR MASS OF ZENS . . .
A CEREMONY OF HATRED BURNING AT BOTH ENDS . . .
SHOULD I FINISH WHAT I STARTED OR JUST BEGIN AGAIN . . .
I WONDER IF I HAVE A SOUL OR PERHAPS IT WAS SOLD IN WHAT YOU CALL SIN . . .
ONLY THOSE THAT HAVE A SPIRIT WIND OF WISDOM CAN BE SURE THAT THEY'RE GAIA CHAINED . . . 
AS THOUGH THEY WERE NEPHILEM UNDERNEATH MOUNT TARTURAS FOREVER AND A DAY CONSTRAINED . . . 
FORGET THESE THINGS I SPEAK OF FOR SOME PEOPLE HAVE TO PAY . . .
LUCIFERIAN LIKEWISE DEICIDE SO YOU ARE THE ONLY GOD DREAMING AND AWAKE TODAY . . .
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