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The Dark Man

The dark man does dark things
Cloaked in black with one white square
He deals in the sexual oppression of minors
His deacons all drooling sexual deviants
A few of the well known followers of the
Dark Man have hobbies of child molestation
Even the organist can’t keep his twisted
Bony hands off the terrified boys organs
The Dark Man orchestrates this opera of
Filth, depravity, torture and sexual compliance
He is impervious to the screams of “Please don’t!”
Sometimes one boy, sometimes more than that
You would think the chorus of children screaming
Would alert somebody to go and get help
If anything it excites and makes them rougher
Best not to scream, best not to annoy the
Dark Man for he can send you straight to hell
The threat hangs over us like a cock and balls
We are used and trafficked like expendable slaves
You’d think we’d be safe in the house of God
But only sin led demons lurk in this evil church
The dark Man only ministers to his own needs
And It’s Sunday morning and I sit with the sheep
The Dark Man preaches love for everyone
Suffer the little children to come on to me
I am pretty sure Jesus didn’t mean it
The way the Dark Man meant it – surely
No God or Jesus came to out rescue, maybe
They too were scared of the Dark Man
The Dark Man died peacefully from old age
And was buried with honour in the church yard
People came with tributes and flowers, lighting
Candles and praying for the Dark Mans soul
Only we knew that the Dark Man was evil
And our secrets and promises made, remained
Unbroken:
Where is justice
Where is punishment
Where is Karma
God observed the rapes and torture and did nothing
Jesus followed in his fathers foot steps
And the Dark Man laughed as he was given
The keys to a large mansion in heaven
For being a faithful servant
And for doing gods work
And for preaching the gospel of sodomy
The Acts of the Paedophiles
And Paul’s French letter to the Deviants
There is no god, there is no Jesus
There is just The Dark Man

Here endeth the lesson
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