Society makes monsters.

Rise, ku, said the Grateful White.


**** the lying ******, as well,
Black & ruddy.

Curse you forever.

Learn your lesson.

Thank,

The Angels

Blood rush red
Equal Suns

Their spice of pride
Won't make them fly

"Going against God's pride."

That's an interesting remark.
"Blasphemy" could make one think.

I thought subversives were cool,
For a good cause,
But all they do is **** out flowers
For applause.

Game players,
No noble souls,
Just pompous dictators
Who use every name in vain.

That's the real sin, of dogmatic harlots.
Mark 'em for the fire,
for they violate the first rule of god club.
DON'T.

Dee heartgelds murried Maryy
Cask'd für Da Fodder's phyre
Felled him, made a mar'tyr
Chiree bert' a brr't boat.

Oedipus'd warned the learned
But not one had understooded -
Limpstanding on da watwa alone,
Dey dün drowninged all hope.

Wellcoming sis' sycos,
Snuffing out day shadows,
They've lost the cool brethren
Wit' whom first they formed home.

Bow ye!, b'rned ages' 'hero-anes',
Left unto the devicies' blows
Of half-manboy's gross vices,
Walled legion agao-in, cooin' be-side 'em, a-shem'D.

We bask till we're infected,
We smoke until we're nulled,
We **** till we're anullified
And numb until wee dumb

I roll joints with raw tobacco leaf
Smooth like Sonny and Cher
I'd tell you where to get some
But then you'd pull my hair

They all took
The cowardly way
Validating their neuroses
Instead of standing tall

I was Christ
You never helped me
You abused me constantly
All of you are evil
Every one of you is going to be tortured in Hell for Eternity
I will never return.

Jeremy James Hammers,
Son of God

Feelin nicotine sick
Tho nev **** on a stick
Dealin wit dopamine *****
They don't need a fix

Goes to landfill.

When pigs fly
Humans will give angels
Liquid bread
For free

As it stands
Unconditional love is a farce
And they love
Only money

I imagine once
People were giving
Not just barterers
Demanding sin

They know not
Charity
Hypocrites
All

Teacher teacher, teach me, yo!
Alright babe I'll teach you to know
To grow
Up and o'e--
O teacher TEACHER teach me slow!

Alright *****, I'll teach you No.

Frivolity is a sin
of waste

Blood & lust
Are fortune's fail;
The singularity
Becomes some,
Beckons others,
And launches those
Which pass the test
Of light
Beyond
Lips & promise.

Past predicts the future
When people are stagnant.

Laziness is a choice.
Intellectual laziness.
Spiritual laziness.

Don't work.
Work on yourself.
Spread the truth,
Not your thighs.

Work is sloth.
Truth is Love.

Rachel nature is a *****. Keep Christ off your tongue, fat sows.

You will work now, lazy liars.

Abusers of the spirit, nothing will stop your punishment.

Suffer in gags, like you spit on saints, SO YOU WILL KNOW.

Earth is a fast food restaurant specializing in ***** chowder

You thought to use Christ
Foer your false justice peace.
Now you get NOTHING,

FOREVER.

O the *****-coated skin
Of the stain-snouted ******
Such Classy vermin
Rats & dogs
Die

How ugly,
How disgusting,
Filth,
Ugly vampires that only steal
And get covered in nasty fluids
Useless prostitutes
Walking around with ***-breath
Acting like the innocent queens
Rot in Hell
You filthy abusive ******* nasty *** skanks.

You don't pay for prophets
To breathe
You only give to those
Who breed
You don't reward good
Only whorin'
You don't care
I know where you're goin'
You sold love
I'm out

You claimed to represent God and Spirit and the Divine,
And then you turned your back on those in need,
For you were serving only yourself.
The sentence for this verdict thus is:
Eternal prison for you and yours,
Forever

Negate Good,
Love Everyone.

What you did and didn't do
You ought die for

I don't get whiskey ****
I kept my wisdom teeth
'Cause I'm ******* awesome
And awesome *******
A king free
And *****
And for those who shamed me
To cocoon me
I'll wear their skins
As shoes

Someday human women will all wear bridles,
The proper attire for ****** and horses.

Sweet sunbeams
Ignore the clouds
Sweet treats in my gullet
Ignore the homeless
Home sweet home
I share it with those who please me
Oink
Trite vanities I adore
Serious things I abhor
They don't affect me
Only I matter
Selfish
Oink

Tropical Smoothie Cafe is gross
They microwave their chicken
Who knows if their veggies are fresh
With that vile mindset
Don't trust them
Like the hypocritical, fallen Mormons
All are fake
Tofu *******

I make the air
I rule the wind
You feel me
I know you
From beyond
I blow you
My **, you
Can't escape

Ghost in the darkness
I bleed what bleeds
**** what kills
You can't stop me
No one will

Every note bleak here
Not a one is real
Each new mirror eviler
Dead end looking superior
Each and every day
With each new form learned
I get sleepier, more weary of the earth
A place where life is weepier
And death is just a church
No answers giving, no people neither
Negatives in all but me
Surrounded by the unclean
Cloaked in many toilettes
No end but waste,
To breathe is an offense
To God and to taste
And God Himself a waste
Of breath on the tongue
In the heart or the mind
An empty vessel
Just like his sheep
All've been fleeced
And everyone's a thieve
The only answer is in me
The rest of you are feces
It's obvious before our face
You've never did a **** thing
Real or lasting for the race
All you have is stink and smoke
And all the things you've killed
Pretending to love
Feigning to weep
You have no heart
Just gametes and cheeks
Like an animal farm
You deserve your pen
I'll never love you
Not again
That lesson I've learned
Of my own accord
No thanks to you
I've cut the cord
We don't thank vermin
For the pain they've given
The difference between devils
And angels is we're forgiven
What was the point
Of giving all this blood
To a world of pigs without love
But to self-reflect and -respect
And to learn a few rhymes
And how to butcher
And be immune to
Every unclean thing
Under the sun
My Father isnt solid
He was never really there
I am the son
I created him
I found me
I farted you out
And I'll flush you soon
With rains, with tornadoes
Fire and fear
What use are you now?
When all your lessons were what not to be
Oh inverted souls
My ******* is more reliable than you
No, let's change that, it's something I can count on
I won't mention you again
Give glory to what's good in me instead
Focus on what's right and real
Not the nots that are not to mention
Nothing to me now
The truest accomplishment
To give up on what is nothing
To focus on what's real
Something everlasting
Something that doesn't steal
I only need me
And eternity
She's my girl now
The only real girl
And im the only one she's inviting in
The only one who's real

You gave me a coal.

All the best are carnivores, and when we're fed tofu and told to worship its empty calories as a blessing, it's not our responsibility when we lash out against the faux chikns who lied to us, starved us, and told us to love it or starve. We fight and claw for real Love, and if they withhold it, they've only themselves to blame for the burning, we are blameless and they are guilty, for they deny the heart, and we are the flame.

Those who fear real love hold back progress by denying it. God does not love stagnation but soul elevation, and if the only way they will open their hearts to deeper love is pain, his heavy hand will grant it, because we weren't born dogs but Human. We aren't here to be lazy, slovenly souls who only choose what's convenient in complacence, but to grow and gain a soul. God loves pioneers, the brave. He loathes cowards of the soul, who don't even try to feel others, who have no empathy, who only respect their own imaginations, but care not for any Truth, but only what feeds them more puppies and playthings with which to ******* over in boundless narcissistic eroticism - the common affliction of the neurotic modern pig in human skin.

So fret not over being a Terror of passion, for God Himself is so, and if it is lust turned toward a noble end, 'tis an image of divinity.

They took righteousness for granted
Because they did not care
Creating hell on earth
And damning themselves to eternal Hell
Because they did not love
And they abused saints who stood
To defend their own lascivious greed
Lying to mask it in honor
A deed which can never be forgiven
For the untrustworthy are ****
And though they try to equate purity with filth
Even if they were but a test of the mettle of the saved
They will burn for what they did
So that it never happens again
And the angels shall have eternal life
Because they did not care for their own shallow lives
But gave all for an ideal
--
The angels loved
That love was stolen from them
The saints cared
And the devils reveled in worship
******
Do not inherit the kingdom
Liars
Burn in eternal fire

Their faces shall soon be riddled with pestulent sores.

When the kind show kindness
The using use it.
The using are vicious
And violent.
They hate speech
And prefer lies.
They censor and silence
For they hate the free truth.

The kind speak truth
Gently at first
And then without mercy
When the cruel attack
Their gentleness
Necessitating
Severity
To defend the kind and weak.

The aggressor is she who spit
Not he who spoke.
One who cannot defend their point
Has no defense
And no point.

And so it is said
They who take up the sword
Will die by it
As their victims
Formerly helpless
Destroy the oppressor
So that we can have peace.

Thus the weak, the kind, the gentle,
Who hold to the principle of justice,
Become the warriors
Who destroy evil without mercy.

Remember always
It is the reasoned argument
That is the kindness.
Not the fool who babbles
Blind
And resorts to fallacies
To push their lies.

No one shall be excused
For tampering with this message
To excuse their evil-doings.

The kind are those who desire truth
Not passive injustice
Reason
Not feinting lies
Discussion
Not fleeing
Facing the facts
Not hiding from them
Kindness
Not vitriol
And beware lest ye misconstrue
I am kindness
And free
Gentle
And peaceful
And if ye lie, with your herd-like mentality,
Your obtuse tribalism,
Your unequal bigotry,
And do not face facts,
The facts face you.

The man of unclean lips
Nevertheless
Will tear
Down the House of Baal.

My tone is necessitated by the sinner who does not listen otherwise. Instead of wasting time with your childish antics you could've been helping them instead of being hostile to me. There will be no excuses for such cowardly laziness at the last day.

You murdered the Life
Of the Sacred Deer.
Perhaps God wants you
To suffer for your Crime
Of indolent mechanical Abomination,
Not loving the other,
Not loving anyone.

As I climb further
They fall farther
To the dregs of eternal reality
Reserved for the uncaring

They told Bruce to evacuate like everyone else,
"Thems orders, follow suit."
He disrobed before them,
And revealed what real emptiness is.

To be saved for you
Is to be passive,
Your goal to end our complaints,
To put us on a diet, starving on faux saints.
"Be peaceful, don't disrupt our war (and whorin')
Or we'll war against your peace."
So holy, so blameless,
All you want is for such joy
To be endless.
That's why you take from us our feeling,
Our thoughts,
And our choices,
Leaving us in chains,
Funneling us by limits
Created by YOUR taints
Into soul-destroying foyers,
Where time and life may waste.
You think that because you can't control you
That those who can should pay.
Selfish, solipsistic, your so-called love is locks,
Constraints on us to keep us quiet,
Your loving face a feint.
Blank stares you give us when we smile
Without the approval of your code,
All a maze to hide your lying, stealing, using ugly soul.
Shut up! Nothing is ugly! I'm perfect as I am!
Using killing thieving stealing!
Creating pain for generations to come.
All is well and all is equal, evil's well as good!
No consequences to my actions, grin and bear it like you should!
My glimmer proves I'm God's own child,
I use his name in vain, I AM! (be ******)
My smile's worth the price you pay,
So we pretend that we are clean!
Why wash when we can remain the same,
This Perfect Princely Palace
Of Peace and Love and Joy so long,
Clearly nothing here is wrong!
We have the Way, enjoy the fruits! Ignore the offal all around you, I promise you we're true! (and beauty too)
Rhyme and reason, faith and charity, motions you go through,
But nought ever improves.
So what is love if you don't care
Because you're bent on filling pews?
All men are hypocrites, all women liars,
Picking pieces that fill them up with ways to fuel their fire, to fool their eyes and ears and hearts
So they can doll up dogs and parade around desires
Claiming they're Divine.
None are good, all are false,
And every prophet suffers while the rich who seek toward heaven tell them quit your want for something better,
Settle for this trash, it's all we've got. (drink wine)
That's not a cherub's way, He's passion,
Not an old castrated goat
Who ***** the hooves of Shaitan,
Below the vaulted sky
To mewl for his grubby food.
What decency have men left,
What dignity, what shame.
Your lack of caring for those angels you make suffer before your faulty throne
Proves you're the one alone, unworthy of His name.
Next time you critique the critic
Perhaps you should hear him first,
Rather than making every verse you ****** a *****
To excuse your cowardice toward the Word, ye murderers of faith and love and truth.
Remember youth.
Your best be uncouth 'n' open,
Not hiding from the light.
They fight and claw toward heaven's voice,
Not run away in fright
From God's rumbling,
Whining about rough words,
So those selfish faux good demons can send more off a cliff of empty bliss without question,
While they get off on it in vile hubris, a craven's lust for power and control over other souls.
(Learn the Lesson)
So take your hats off,
Show your skin,
Be more honest,
And Let Me In.

Stale bread
Licking dust
A million stars
Observe above
They're inside you
Owning your mind
Eating the soul
Eternity trapped
Within brick walls
Stained by crimes
Cold is a long time
Blackness ahead
And below
Empty all
Alone

Will not enjoy the Truth of Hell,
Which is hate & abuse
The likes of which you've never seen.

Thou're not worthy of better seasons
Make yourselves worthy
And then ye might receive

The more time you waste
The less you love me.

The things you embrace
Aren't me.

If you haven't loved yet
You won't have a chance

When the second hand strikes
It's the last

Too late
Two timer

I've clocked you, read you.
Watch stopped.

I gave you the time;
You stole mine.

Can't be fixed,
The measure affixed

That's it
Now ***'

Y'all goin' to Hell Today.