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The Lost Book of Enki (Deliverance- COTS)

I am the Queen of the three elements, my Morning Star              
My moon gives passage to the redeemer, or to anyone who would like safe passage to the Heavens for spiritual rebirth            
That includes you for what it’s worth    
My voice has spoken the armies are ready for battle on my command  
Solvency in prayer, and wisdom I spread across the great lands            
I suppose the masses needs to know our truth            
Something you are incapable of, a liar, thief, and a deceptive ruse              
Earth Angel resonating unto ether, hear my mantras in the far distance  
as I commence  
Wars are here, hunger ignored, as billions of dollars to repair what man have broken or condemned  
            
The Euphrates River is drying up will the Angels finally be set free  
Chaos and anarchy where do souls goes when it needs to flee  
Archangel Michael, Gabriel’s trumpet will be heard down here            
As sure as my words to you are crystal clear            
Father Time holds the power you do not Lucifer            
And I am here, and the pilgrimage of my footsteps will not to be deterred          
 
Are you willing to seek justice upon earth              
If denied after the rapture, you will be tossed in the pit, of your own curse            
Not as a Dark Lordship among your abyss of shame, but as a fallen child              
Death and destruction upon the earth has escaped through the portal doors of time            
Exalt the duress for hellish crimes            
But not cast upon one strand of my hair            
            
Not on my Angel wings, therefore, watch me, as my sacred scrolls levitate into thin air        
Snapping my fingers, gone, the war has begun            
Hellish demons in revolt and Archangel Michael’s Army the seven seals shall be broken, we will defeat you Satan, with the trumpets sound, descended from clouds the Heavenly Angels and the Children Of The Sun            
The thirst to exterminate whose cursed voices echoes across thy                
hemispheres in the name of the Father, the Sun, to protect the innocent spirits of woman, child, and man                
You know not when the time of avoidance to seal the oath                  
Never to bow to idols, or in religion to gloat  
                
Silence when branding weapons to the enemy found in the tornadoes spun words of venomous ruse                
Spoken trickery to cast stones, footsteps you shall stand, in your                
nakedness bitterness to succumb, to the wickedness you will face defeat befalls under the moon’s abuse                
Sticks and snakes hurt and crush brittle bones                
To the hindrance of malice, idiocy, repulsiveness it conceals, refusing to atone                
Poof unto the charm of bellowing black magic’s smoke                
Last rites before the weight of words slices your throat                
                
The silhouette of your soul in battle we will annihilate the spit of death in the ashes, strewn, blown, scattered, begone                
Darkness shall sing the everlasting forsaken ritual bloodletting songs                
Never to utter words energy given once has said                
Arrogance of lessen power to slew then bite off the head                
Pinning the heart in the dark                  
The crows with hair nipped between kaki Mudra for the conjuring work of art                            
How long must devious plot think it can deceive the moon, the night, the skies                
I am the darkness upon the universe mist the wise gift of the owl to take pride in the labyrinth as I journey to raise awareness after the demise                
The downfall of eradication in the wind I call                  
Properties of my elements finds to enthrall            
Benediction unto earth, mankind reaps the blood as darkness falls            
A cold wind blows of modern times            
When evilness and wickedness is seen from one single eye            
            
Death of a spirit as you know earthly roam            
Looking for comfort, oh thy wicked heart of stone            
Condemned and sentenced from a birthright bankrupt                    
Lucifer’s following Angel’s intentions, to grasp fame, and wanderlust                        
Archangel Michael and his league of Angels fought with such passion under God’s ordinance, the war in Heaven was a must            
No more bowing to the Heavens, as you’ve stated, for a mistaken Angel, no more, In God for you I trust            
Yes, you have forfeited your place in Heaven under God’s beautiful written laws            
Memorized by Satan’s eyes, hidden desires to be like the most high, is all He saw    
 
#TheChildrenOfTheSunSeries
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Of all human activities, man's listening to God is the supreme act of his reasoning and will.

Pope Paul VI
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