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Prick the Finger
Abomination of the omen,
desolate temple of a false religion
One world under one
spirit of an Antichrist
Come to lead the world
into inferno
A child,
who will be worshipped as god
Thorns will cascade,
the briar will grow
Many will prick their finger on the spinning
wheel and die
Taking the mark of the beast
forever in bondage to a lie
The bottomless pit will swallow them all,
filling the belly of the beast
Many will knock at heavens
gate and be rejected
Gods will be
done
and for “his” crime
he will burn
thrown into the lake of
fire
scorched into
oblivion
Never again to
return
The prophecy fulfilled,
the book closed forever
this is way awesome. would
this is way awesome. would make a great heavy metal song!
I listen to a lot of death
I listen to a lot of death metal and am a lot of poems try to be in that spirit. Appreciate your feedback.