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Sabbath

 
bedevilment of conscious
the tumblers turn in my mind
click goes the locks
as I focus on the dread
 
evil is, is it evil to taste sin on your lips?
do you yet dine also?
where do I begin and you end?
 
in my thoughts an asylum of hecklers
watching me choose door number 6 again
imposters of culted truths
 
do you wither?
 
there is no fire in hell
only nuclear winter
choose well as you sit under a spell of fiction
 
the angels weep
while we sit in delusion we have choice
when you have only the bitter and the rotten to choose from
 
what will you have?
 
 
Written by smackdownraven
Published | Edited 26th Feb 2022
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