For those, who deny the divine,
for those, blinded by theses of mortals,
feels sorry for you, this heart of mine,
hell beckons, thou shall relinquish heaven's portal.
For god gives you enough time, reform yourselves,
sight his clues of existence, his creations,
nature's intricate designs, death, worldly abberations,
all around you, inside you, in your very existence he dwells.
Thy words hurt him, makes his heart heavy,
thy influence makes others reconcile their trust
weak minds falter, feeding thy lust,
But i waver not. Instead, beg almighty, to forgive thy blasphemy
- hallaay
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