My heart knows only the few passing moments…

My world is a dark cage of soulnessness…

I feel the hatred burn is my soul and heart…

This world I long to depart…

Curse he that contaminates my body and mind…

With his images of my false birth…

How do I know the truth from the false?...

What is it that you wish me to see?…

How can I live with a world of lies crashing around me?…

I know no hope except death…

And I wait for that time and wonder if all I have lived for is a lie…

My mother thinks that I am lost I do not believe that…

A holy image blears in my mind a strange feeling lost in time…

I remember living in a true world were my heart was as pure as the light that shone in that church window every morning…

And now I stay awaiting the destruction of the planet and godliness…

God's will! I want to feel hope in my soul again and live like I used to…

What world plagues my mind with murder and thoughts of doom…

But now, my world is as empty as this wound in the planets soul…

As I breathe in I feel the planet crying out and weeping for justice…

I wish I could be apart of that justice rather than the cause of the need for it…

My thoughts turn to death and blood as a will not my own brushes my soul and claims my heart…

Destroy the world it says and be a god and al the universe will be yours…

NO! Cries my soul I do not want this, I want to protect not destroy…

But alas I have been fighting the voice in my head so long I no longer have the strength to hold the demon off…

And so as thoughts of Armageddon fill my head I now that I will be struck down before the monsters objective will be accomplished and I pray to the Lord in heaven to take my soul and redeem my cost…

For I can never be free of the monster that took over me…

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