Whisper's of the Perplexed God !
he has a horn in his head, big and stretched
which was once slayed by the one blessed;
night cries of the songs of death as threats,
of the Saturn son of death and depressed;
thee decree of incited blood of virgin infest,
lord who deceived of dead light outstretched;
in the ninth circle's of hell resides the serpent,
fear the king of kings, or else thou shall repent;
the morning star has fallen down, to architect,
blasphemy, the humanity was forever cursed-
from sins of jealousy and pride well dispersed;
affixed the souls who promised of freedom,
headfirst despair, the dragon returns from hell,
warned: foe shall inflame from sufferings knell;
toward Eden once where glory was betrothed,
slumbered memoir, burthensome betrayal and foul !
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