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Servant of The Serpent, pernicious Malcontent!

Blaspheme never again nor profane your Maker's name!

Fratricide!

As I spill your blood in his name, I Invoke.

His mouth awash with curses, evil dances gayly 'pon his tongue

Lies spill forth risen from an open grave

Spare me your vies and your sink of sin

If they lead you astray shall I tear out your eyes? Your tongue?

And make offering of your blood?

Shall we go into the fields?

O LORD, Witness

I am my Brothers Keeper!

Before The Throne of Judgment I stand illuminated, free from Sin

A blinding light coursing through my veins as I am sanctified through the Election of Grace

In Blood my name is writ, recorded in His tome

Justified I raise my blade and cleanse this filth before His throne

YOU DARE?!

Speak again and you'll be put to the sword!

Judgment rendered by a holy hammer

In the house of the LORD

"... Amen"

I am my Brother's Keeper!

His eyes burdened by lust, heart tempted by the endless whispers of The Snake, hands shed my innocent blood

Thus alone shrouded in Darkness, I await my chance in nearby alleyways to claim my birthright at the edge of this blade

This sanguine sacrifice shall become my offering

A gift that God himself would never accept

Shall cleanse this filth before His Throne