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Sinners know his name And believers know his wrath. Children grimace in pain; Hearing his name that ripples Through spacious veins. Temptation is his tool; His recruiting stick That tears humanity a hole. Upon the spit, he roasts charred Splits of souls; feeding fiends Their portions prime and right. Do not pretend you know not This vicious fiend: he that lingers Deep within and ignites only pain -- We all know his name.
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Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 1:55 PM UTC
We All Know His Name
Sinners know his name And believers know his wrath. Children grimace in pain; Hearing his name that ripples Through spacious veins. Temptation is his tool; His recruiting stick That tears humanity a hole. Upon the spit, he roasts charred Splits of souls; feeding fiends Their portions prime and right. Do not pretend you know not This vicious fiend: he that lingers Deep within and ignites only pain -- We all know his name.
suraj-narine
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Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 1:55 PM UTC
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