Angels Choke On Their Slaves PollutionA Poem by SatanA hunger for gold was fuelling chaos down below, We had been told to mass breed, We must grow! They wanted more kneeling servants kissing toes, Bending their backs, getting whipped if too slow.
Peasant slaves, come out of your dark caves, Enter the light before we enter early graves, Fall in love with a world that begs to be saved, Don’t ever let a greedy pig stand in your way.
World of faith is a realm so fake, I throw reality into my fiery lake, Satan will conquer, I will be great, We fly to paradise, we don’t wait.
Business fumes will have no place on Earth soon, Angels are choking and they need to be rescued, They fall down with tight chests and burning eyes, The devil possesses their souls in a matter of time.
Seems God got left up there all alone, He was vulnerable and disaster prone, I slit his neck and took back my throne, He’s dead now, we can all go back home.
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