Born with christian blood, claimed as heaven's son.
He stands against the Netherworld, we know what must be done.
Gather new forged weapons; Sword, bow and cane.
Rise towards the mortal world, their savior must be slain.
Deny his words and prophecies, it is not a sin.
Join the ranks of the Netherworld; Let the bloodbath begin.
Together we are bound, as a brutal horde.
Denying the tales of the heavenly lord.
We'll defile the clouds and strike him from within.
Left to rest in an unmarked grave, his son will die with him.
Deny his words and prophecies, it is not a sin.
Join the ranks of the Netherworld; Let the bloodbath begin.
This prophet of the lies, spreading hope and fear.
We seek him from the depths, his end is drawing near.
We shall storm the gates, as an army of the dark.
Seeking the son of heaven, his words have set our mark.
Deny his words and prophecies, it is not a sin.
Join the ranks of the Netherworld; Let the bloodbath begin.
He will know our awnser, to his so called holy deed.
His family we'll slaughter, his followers will bleed.
Pain will curl his body, through torture he'll be led.
High upon the cross he'll hang; This dog of Nazareth!
-
Author:
Zojinjo (
Offline) - Published: March 8th, 2011 12:15
- Comment from author about the poem: Lucifer's Army will strike who speaks against their master. The Lord of heaven send his son, but that was not enough.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 65
- Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy
Offline)
Comments1
Wow. Fascinating! You seem to specialize lately in these pieces exposing the mindset and calls of the condemned, of the devils. And you do it excellently, for the little or nothing I know. Your "author's comment" provokes the question...what do you mean it was insufficient? It seems all part of His plan from before the world began..."the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world..." and the end looms...for the devil and his crew; as He says, of the devil "...hath great wrath, because he knows his time is short...." y'know? This devilish song of yours is excellently thus devilish. Well-done.
Thanks for your comment!
The insufficient is just about sending your son, one man, was not enough to stop an Army of Darkness.
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.