My heart beats Resonates with human's For I am a human A mixture of Some qualities of God And some of Satan We are all humans Limits that tend Some to God Some to Satan Some more godly Some more satanic It's the way we humans are
Hush. I used to think you were Godly. I used to think you were velvet. I used to think you were perfect. Shh. You’re nothing now. Silence. You’re pathetic now. You’re only a feeble boy playing God. You’re only a quaint thing pretending to be holy.
I used to worship you. I used to pray to you.
But now you pray to me. “Oh poetess God.” Now you worship me. “Oh sweet Holy One.” And don’t you dare forget it.
As i go to bed, i bow, To give thanks to the almighty, The provider, the caretaker, The alfa and the omega. Thanks God for today. I hope and need you again uptill Tomorrow. Give me health and nice sleep, Remember my children and my readers too. I pray shortly in your name. AMEN
Workers of lawlessness, you think you know him But you pray to a dead god; a god of fantasy A false god of the pharisee Thinking you'll be in a place that's heavenly But he stops to tell you, "You don't know me."
You looked at the door, but there was never a knock You thought your heart was flesh, but it was still a rock You felt so Godly, but you follow the crooked path of the folly
Cause a wolf in the herd you still are But still you don't know his name When he called from afar Only his sheep came.
Being Christian is more than following rules, dead fishes can go with the flow too.
congestion of a lung- the left one that he can live without; sans the pareidolia, what is this organic machine? maybe a fool weakened by failure of finding the force in front of him. having waited this millenium after Archimedes, subtraction has become the reaper of the living man: one who doesn’t need his eyes to find his feet wet from Styx.