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The Divine Falsewood

Job For A Cowboy


I stood in the sand from the mouth of the sea and watched a serpent rise from its depths
Upon his horns rested ten crowns as the discord of trumpets grew unnerving
Its perception giving an overruling mentality of authority and supremacy
All dwellers of earth shall pray and worship from this form of a single demon
Whose names are not written in a ink of blood in the Book of the Life of the Lamb
Slain from the foundation of this declining and now decaying world

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