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Dogs
The tares get to live in peace,
unshering in a police state,
Parasiting gods chosen elect,
protecting their satanic secrets
These little weeds grow easily,
reproducing abundantly
The sons of men are
hated by the devil seed
They cant stand a pure blooded
man
They are nothing but bastards
and half breeds
Their fathers give birth to them,
birthing the useless white trash
These little minions run amok
making their father the devil proud
Condemned to hell
for no worker of inquity enterith heaven
There they burn for all eternity
and all gods children are glad
That God did not abandon them
to these dogs
