Apocalypse Of The Apostate Apomixis I am trying to be the Apostate To all the Word I still believe Trying to find some compensate For all the innocent that I grieve Hoping that my faith will die Along with the love I no-longer find For any politician and their lie They just play word games with my mind I will become the Apostate To all that I know to be true And rage against the dominant State That destroys all that is beauty and the new All the promises of religion the Apomixis of a rebirth More hypnosis by dominion to destroy and rape the Earth So I am Apostate to all that they have taught And I will uphold and prove their every word Reveal to myself and the world that all is for naught And everything that is uttered another lie that is heard I will erase the teachings that have me seduced To bow and accept all that the system command Have all the exoteric mystery exposed and reduced To the truth that it is all just lines in the sand I am the Apostate to all and believe the lot Resurrection a cloned copy produced in Apomixis The evil promise of the Devil is what I got All word so true and eternal sent to seduce us May you believe every word you read and hear And know in truth nothing but the wind kissing your ear. 22.08 Australian EST 15th June 2010 Copyright Gregory John O’Flaherty
Posted on: Thu, 18 Dec 2014 10:39:40 +0000
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