I exist not as a human
But as something which you fear.
I desire to receive destruction
Before I become the Beast.
Give me Fire,
I will passion you for it.
Let the bright light blind me,
And the sizzling knives tear my
Flesh with a lover's massage.
Help me!
There reads no such thing as winning
In life.
There reads only winning your second
Life, the eternal one.
If you lose that,
Why did you even exist?
I cried out to GOD saying,
"Don't let me lose because I asked
Not for my creation,
But Satan stole my Paradise in
The beginning and I wish it
Back."
And GOD hugged me with a spiritual
Breeze.
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