Play on the ground where I used to dwell <br />curse and never forge yourself to light <br />you who brings the power to change the heart <br />will cast it well for the better of yourself and I <br /> <br />In the deep forest consists of dead trees and catacombs <br />there, you shall bury all the goodness left in you <br />and like a ghoul who steal graves resting in peace <br />you shall do the same by changing the faith to those who still believe <br /> <br />You shall be a warrior for hell and a great threat to heaven <br />and if you carry my will at heart you shall be rewarded with immortality <br />though demise will have its way to end human's life <br />you shall have no worries you will stay as my son, you will be an exception <br /> <br />God in heaven shall play against our will and soon will fight <br />He will call upon his angels to be his knights <br />You might be filled with terror and might collapse with both eyes open <br />But you shall not die for I am your God <br /> <br />I will call upon leviathan to rise in the raging seas <br />and my call upon my minions to conquer the hearts to those who hate <br />Pain, Misery, Sorrow and hate will be your strenght <br />and forever we will live freely based on our preferences.<br /><br />Paolo Mikel Moro<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/satanic-poem/
