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KillGod
Shooting hole right through Heavens Gates,
like a thorn, in the ribs of our Holy Ones,
This life is filled with rape, murder, lust and hate,
There's the Father, the Whore, and the Only Son,
Shooting holes,
Through Heavens Holy Gate,
Shooting holes,
Through the one I Fucking hate,
Shooting holes through Heavens Holy Gate,
On the wings,
Of tomorrow I sit and wait,
Like Ripping wings off a Butterfly,
I sit and wait till the day we Fucking Die,
I wear my Crown of Torns,
On my throne of Shit,
I Watch the world file it's Horns,
And it makes me Fucking Sick,
Shooting Holes,
Through Heavens Holy Gate,
Shooting holes,
Through the one I Fucking hate,
Shooting holes,
Through heavens holy gate,
on the wings,
of tomorrow I sit and wait,
like a thorn, in the ribs of our Holy Ones,
This life is filled with rape, murder, lust and hate,
There's the Father, the Whore, and the Only Son,
Shooting holes,
Through Heavens Holy Gate,
Shooting holes,
Through the one I Fucking hate,
Shooting holes through Heavens Holy Gate,
On the wings,
Of tomorrow I sit and wait,
Like Ripping wings off a Butterfly,
I sit and wait till the day we Fucking Die,
I wear my Crown of Torns,
On my throne of Shit,
I Watch the world file it's Horns,
And it makes me Fucking Sick,
Shooting Holes,
Through Heavens Holy Gate,
Shooting holes,
Through the one I Fucking hate,
Shooting holes,
Through heavens holy gate,
on the wings,
of tomorrow I sit and wait,
Published 15th Apr 2015
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Anonymous
15th Apr 2015 9:58pm
Man, this poem is dark and morfid. Vived image in my mind at that. Good job
