Bathory - Schizianity
I m but a shell. A frame of a man. I m but a glimpse of
whom I used to be. I m no more life and lust.
I m only rich on time to spend venting my own spleen.
I m sick as hell. I am in desperate need of heeling.
Need to feel salvation. Or I might as well embrace death.
I could never stand a world of sin and fornication.
The world is full of whores. All this filth and heresy.
I am a tool of the Lord. I have eternal life.
The will of God was executed through my deeds.
The voice of God I heard. All filth and unclean I
disintegrated to prepare Gods paradise in this world.
I read the holy writings. I read Matthews 18th chapter,
7th, 8th and 9th. And I realised what had to be done.
And that I just had so little time.
The world is so full of sin. Blasphemy and sacrilege.
For as I believe in him. I have eternal life after death.
What have I done so wrong. Why have they put me in this
place without no windows. I m no more life and lust.
I m only rich on time to spend venting my own spleen.
The world is so full of fools. Vagrant souls and lustful flesh.
But as I believe in him. I have eternal life after death.
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