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No war, no lust, no God, no fun.
written by Genocide Reaper01:37 AM 12/5/04| Imagine a world without lust, without war. Wheres the pleasure? Wheres the blood? Wheres the greatness? Wheres the legends? Now King David knew how to handle things, killing, fucking, and war. And God still loved him, his little special son. Just like Judas, the great traitor, I say great treasure. He knew Jesus was a puss, he knew what it would take. War. He knew it all, before, Jesus couldn't grow the balls. He was greedy, not legendry. Adam got the cold shoulder from Lilith because God made her to independent, just, to controling, like the Modern day whore. Bhuda had it all down, thats why he wasn't a clown. Now seek some fun, go out and buy a gun, I tell you now, keep a cunt, don't go out for more, let them, cum to you. Heres the temptation, heres the complication. Mary was a whore, birthed a con, she couldn't tell the truth, so she just lied. And then her son died. Can you see it, in my psychotic eyes, we're all gonna learn about Hell. When we speak our minds, we're all gonna find out what its like when we find God inside. He is nature, he is our subconsious lecture, he is the fetcher of pleasure, He is our instincts. He is a part of us, and the animals, the world around, not a book and a Con. If you can't see it, you've surly felt it. Now go out and get it. |
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