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Proclamation of the Devil
(When Evil Conquers, Your God will Fall) Well you bastard won’t you strike me down I’m not needed anymore The world I’ll leave an evil place With no worth left to it at all A burning scarred inferno The creation of my mind The playground of your darkest fears Raping all that is mankind So Rest in peace you so called sacred one Add a flame unto this fire For this precious world of your design Is now the apocalypse of my desire If you enjoyed this poem and would like to read more of my work I currently have two books available that can be obtained through the links below. Velvet Death – The Dark Poetry Anthology http://www.lulu.com/content/177683 Velvet Paradox – The 2nd Dark Poetry Anthology http://www.lulu.com/content/254973
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