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The Last Days
The angels of God married
The daughters of men
fallen angels are weeping punishment for the corruption of all creation this is the final judgement
These are the days of the walk of Atonement for the heartache and the torment
Look at the lawlessness increased on the earth our world is being destroyed
Neighbors are slaying each other by the swords turning their backs on the ways of the Lord
It's enough to make a schizophrenic paranoid
Can't you see the angels been sparing
The Rod be careful your arms
Are too short to box with God
That's the reason why people are faithless
And their mentality is racist the church sells dreams and in reality the savior is faceless
The floods are coming look at California
The plagues are here they're trying to kill Us with corona
I am just a messenger I was sent here to warn ya
But some of y'all just reading and lurking
In the real world we are struggling and working life is for sure death is for certain what are you going to do when they pull the curtain
On the new moon of the seventh month all mouth's of the abysses were opened
And the water begin to descend into the deep below
It maybe too late to decide if you don't want to go
My standards are disciplined
I Jot down what I am told
Every creature belongs to the fold
The fountains of the great deep are closed
The veil has been lifted everyone is being exposed just pay attention all of my stories are foretold non fiction
I foretell places I've been like heaven and hell my conversations are refreshing like A new car smell
I have the ability to forecast
the present, the future, and
the past
But many think I just be blowing smoke
I get straight to the root of the verses
I quote
I am a thought provoked I say things that make you think
I'm smart enough to make an explosive with chemicals that's under your sink
This is deeper than spilling ink
on composition or loose leaf
I write about things I see
My life is too deep
I'm only at peace when I sleep
even then I still pray my
soul to keep
This is just a formal way of giving out commandments nobody likes to be told to do things they can't stand it
All of our judgments are written and engraved thank me later for the way that I paved
Forgive me now for the way that I behave
just so you are aware
Only a few are getting saved
Oh remember
These are the last days….
The Meek shall inherit the earth...
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