here am I
blinking inside nothingness
wailing the variants of myself
trapped inside an endless loop of divine searching
together with my beast; the twin snakes of frequencies

here is the creator
for alpha and omega are also everything in between
and between the alpha and omega; are everything

I am the good and the poor; the fertile and the arid
banished the bad away I put those shadows inside an avatar
and then they became you

Vanity, and Pride, and Wrath, and sins
are trying to return, to home, to Me, to their skins
so they became Legion on your earth

so you are the Legion

if any man will come after Me
let him deny himself, and follow Me

let you be love, for you were wrath
let you be love, for you were sloth
for it is you that created the netherworld
for you are, the netherworld

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here am I
the hell forgiver

and when my aeon cycle meets and stops, you'll know
that I need to forgive you
to forgive Me

you are my dark matter
my atomless substructure
inside the void of light hater

but you are the old man and the sea
a desire to be individually free
you are my forgotten vow, my shortest forever
yet everything becomes more beautiful now
since I'm loving Someone better

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I am the sin that made you fall
The Myth; Love, forgave us

and even now when we forgot one prayer
my knees and yours just won't stop the bends...
it's the only reason we can know that mythical Someone better :
The Man with Hole on His Hands