It is the commercial idea of sin
In which the evil man takes comfort in avoiding
Yet if the material man is damned
There must be a deeper hell for the preacher
For the holy only have the power to decline
The archaic anarchy they choose to promote
With promises of ascension
Empty
Built to feed a fragile ego
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Comments1
this is a great thought and deep. good penning
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