Typical to love and to hate
I am typical.....
just a child, just a figment of your imagination, just a corpse of sodden human flesh, torn asunder and left drying in the last destiny of fate.
depressed and dying to be left alone to face my fears and to hang myself in sorrows of unholy matrimony, and to tear away from the killing game by all of heaven and hell.
I was created by disturbing wisdom of angels fallen and crying demons unforgiven.
Mystified by the way that the satanic believers bring life to the dead and death to the living,
and how christians believe that the almighty lord can create life and beam down to the stoops of hell to pluck up our sinners, and shake the religeons of memorable prized deaths of hellbent infants twisted corpses of shallow graves come one come all, satans slaves.
foetus's hang from bloodied walls of corpse ridden chambers and slippery organs, blood ridden faces and caved in heads, hang down from the ceiling of cold blooded tombs, and frightful vengance....
this is to myself, if u are offened by any of this...forgive my demonic mind...