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Who Claims Me.

I believe now.
God
Was vengeful in his youth
And oh how
Naive, he was
to find a villain
in his own flock
For man was the greatest knife
He ever saw
Sticking right square
in his back.
All along.

Carried away by the chants
Fashion show men
Big hats
Small minds.
Breeding sickness
As if Satan
possessed his clergy
And took church in a new direction
Each time.
Bigger theatrics, wider audience
Burning hatred for the different.

In this world we have now
"God and his Son
Would be considered radical"
They say.
While they forget Jesus's previous fate.

We'd be torching Angels by the hundreds.
Lothbrok
Written by Lothbrok (Jadie Angelik)
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