666 – The Number of His Name
August 8, 2010 by Roberto Santiago
Filed under Poetry
Revelation 14:13 KJV And I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, Write, Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth: Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labours; and their works do follow them.
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666 – The Number of His Name
by A Walk In Verse
Deception fills this glass shattered life,
Shackles of torment your only guiding light,
She constricts, she kills your every wakening step,
I weep – blood streams down from my open broken neck.
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Yet, my blood flows like the serpents sting
Waiting to strike this ten horned king,
With flaming darts from my soul I shall speak,
To cast aside this twisted vile beast.
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A beast whose goal is total insanity
With her modern day speech of peace and calamity;
Blinding her sheep while they sing to this beast;
….I sigh in turmoil;
….….Revenge is all I seek!
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I stare and gaze at her lust filled greed
As she encompasses her armies where my fathers’ did grieve
Where she shed their blood from her oil drenched hands;
Desecrating – where the abomination now stands.
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Frozen in ice as my gaze still might be,
I watch in horror as she conquers the seven seas:
….Smiting the necks of all who disbelieve
….She worships – her sadistic fantasies -
….Of the clay filled beast
….Preaching
…….. peace, peace!
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Yet, blood flows from this satanic whores reach,
A third of the earth drenched in her false sense of peace,
Ripped and torn the bodies still lie,
Shallow graves – the martyrs die.
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Can you see the lies she speaks,
As she preaches deception and her false sense of peace,
Asking all to follow her blood drenched king,
To make a choice of death, or the mark of the beast.
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For his number is Six hundred three score and six.
Come out of Babylon, come out.
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© 2010, A Walk In Verse
The Beast
June 30, 2010 by Roberto Santiago
Filed under Poetry
Revelation 18:4 And I heard another voice from heaven, saying, Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues.
My heart fails me,
My soul deceives me,
As my feet grow weary
From the beast around me.
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Lies exchanged for truth
Immoral depraved youth;
……Corrupt filled minds,
……Lust filled eyes -
…… ……Rivers of wretchedness
…… ……Running through their lives.
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An era where lawlessness thrives?
Yes, an era where the soul does die.
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Why?
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All roads lead to paradise,
The preacher declares to the unwise.
Spoon feeding his sheep
With the guile of his anti-Christ beast!
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Sexual depravity,
Diseased stricken humanity,
Immoral majesty
All in the name of self!
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Why?
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The evil one speaks,
With his propaganda speech,
Slaughtering his sheep
With his earth filled deeds
Of one world religion, love and peace!
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This generation of his new born sheep
Sleep in the bosom of the Whore!
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Come out of Babylon, come out!
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What Evil Brings
January 29, 2010 by Roberto Santiago
Filed under Poetry
Death to all who refuse to follow...