The Sermon of Mr. Brimstone Pt. 5 (Soul Feeding)

 “The evil pimp of life causes us every day to sell our soul
Without discrimination or prejudice of the young and the old,
 “Regardless if you’re the president or HIV positive
Our feces feed nourishment is all it wants to give,

 “Transdimensional paranoia, manifest the happy times of the sick?
Confusing our good and evil like a transgender bitch,
 “The Devil smiles, in harmony with the Lord’s life giving grace
But from both motherfuckers its desecrated piss to the face,

  “On our sinful ass souls they will forever feed
Because like menstrual pussy we all will bleed,
“Traveling through a divine dark maze blind and lost
Our vertebrae fractured, because we couldn’t bear our own cross,

 “The realization of murder is always on our mind dancing
And the mistress of death is the bitch we are romancing,
 “Causing the light of day to turn annihilating black
As bodies a mile high will begin to stack,

 “A deadly apocalypse eliminating the world with famine and fire
Now we’re drunk bitch fucked receiving an unwanted desire,
 “As we expire suffering blends beautifully with regret
The black stain on our soul that will have an eternal afterlife effect,

 “Some suggest trying the path of peace
But true purpose for oneself is what we will cheat,
 “So go fuck yourself and take it to heart this Brimstone flow
Make it raw, personal and painful so the hurt can be slow.”