marauding death cult horde

You, who think you IS,
Standing on your book
Waving your weapons around
For all to see
Shouting “but through me!”
You, who think yourself
The messenger
The judge
With your wealth of barbaric ignorance,
Your cruel intent and fascist bent –
You, an arrogant, marauding death cult horde:
You have no decent, faintest clue
As to God’s will
But to afford your own to choice selections
From an ancient tome.
For what? Because you know?
You, who are so afraid of Life?!
You represent Hell’s taking pity on its own
(As though Shaitan gave you a day release)
Go fuck yourselves, you infidels
This Earth is not your welcome home

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