Inkubus Sukkubus

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11 years ago

Bruno PICART

Here they are. Read, remember, shed a tear :In the year of our Lord 1505As an unquiet soul isstripped of its lifeThe thousands that fell’neath his hammerNeed their story toldThere was fear at the heartOf the Christian ChurchFailing power, losing trustLosing those that should worshipThe One True godWhat they needed wasone to take holdOf the pestilence spreadingAcross the fair landLike disease through the veinsOf a slow-dying manTaking souls, raping soulsShowing demons the route to us allThe hammer is fallingNo pity, no stallingIt crushes with hate and with fearWhy fear women much moreThan the men and the babesDo they tempt you with passionAnd make you their slavesWould they lie with the DevilAnd change to a cat or a hare?Would they come to your bedIn the form of your wifeWould they trick you with loveAnd deceive you with liesWould they make you do thingsThat bring shame in themorn’s early light?The hammer is fallingNo pity, no stallingIt crushes with hate and with fearThe hammer is fallingNo light in the morningIt falls even though you are nearThe hammer is fallingAnd destiny’s callingThe reason it falls is not clearThe hammer is fallingA new day is dawningRemember and now shed a tearBut, most of all, take a look on that loathsome book & NEVER FORGET WHAT YOU HAVE ESCAPED (save at this moment only !).

13 years ago