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The rain is raining blood, but it is also raining bloody crushed skulls.

On the sea of ancient leviathan arise as above the black clouds.

Possessed soldiers planted bombs for the Abraham "churches."

So destructed humans die and are reborn with new identities.

Death to birth, destruction to rising

Abrahamic to Satanic and pagan

Destruction is my house, where I channel the rage.

A shadowed baby pops out from the innocent wombs as he

licks the Solomon sigils.

At his hand, glowing but red.

So the bitch dies in black gas chambers

turning eyes into whiteness, floating around to blow herself.

Bone crushing of power, her soul keeps with me, so I sent her to hell.

You are nothing, but you never existed either.

When the manipulator of his own friendships tries to

fight the writer of his own narrative,

He transforms himself into a demon to defend himself, floating inside the

enemy body, possessing the manipulator and self-mutilating.

Dead meat, your flesh is black, not white, but dark flesh.

Still rotting as you fall to your knees, begging me for your existence