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Evil Agent Evangelist

Contributed by Kratur on Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 11:47:58 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

The man at the terminal had real wrinkles and a fake smile
He shook my hand and gave me a little black book
He said that the things in it will come true in just a little while
And he left me to myself in trust that I would take a look

I open the Bible and what do I see?
I see a copyright symbol on the inside cover and an asterisk by John 3:16
Everyone looks at the good of the Bible and says that disbelief is crazy
But how many dead babies and godless experiments have those Americans seen?

I’m glad that You died for me
And I’m glad it was my sins that drove the spike through Your hand
Maybe I should turn my faith to what I can see
Maybe I should hand over my forehead for the permanent brand

They say that the earth shook and the skies shouted thunder
They say that You rose again and told us to wait
But by that time I’ll be six hundred and sixty-six feet under
So why should I believe You’ll save my soul when You won’t even lighten my fate?

The demons You made are disgusting
But they are clean enough to be my escort
You peel off my eyelids and show me the most twisted and sadistic of things
If only I knew what horror would come of Your courts

Anything, anything but this
Kill me
Take my children
Anything but this

I lived how I wanted because I did not know the meaning of eternity
But I would still rather burn than be with You and Your kind
For You made me just so I could serve You on my knees
And when You invented pain You had me in mind
**** You God
**** You God
**** You God
**** You God

Copyright Â© Kratur ... [ 2005-01-07 11:47:58]
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Re: Evil Agent Evangelist (User Rating: 1 )
by TaintedSoul on Friday, 7th January 2005 @ 12:02:09 PM AEST
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Perhaps the so called good book has been defiled by those who are zealots behind kind smiles. Profound write that makes one think about the reality of faith in such creatures.

peace
TS

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