Monday, October 12, 2009

KILL KILL BURN BURN April 2003 Antino Angel

Often when man doesn't understand
Things complex and new,
He destroys them
Ignorant in his beliefs that they are evil and taboo.
It's in his nature, reared from birth.
Kill, kill, burn, burn;
Then there is mirth.
Joy comes from pain he inflicts upon others
Kill fathers and sons,
Burn mothers and daughters.
Ignorance prevails as long as knowledge cannot win
They kill, kill, burn, burn,
But we pay for their sins.
False judgement is quickly passed
By those of this kind.
They commit unholy acts,
While passing them as divine.
Pain is their ruler on a throne wrought with sin;
Hatred is contagious;
Only God judges in the end.

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