THE BEAST VIRUS.
Now everyone is in Fear and Worry
They all look up to God now
In so much grieve with the Biggest Sorry
Tears and cries of innocent souls are hovering all over the surface of the Earth
Because so far Human beings are dead
And yet to die and you can't even say sorry
Since their more to die
Die and be seen no more
Gone and be gone forever
Gone with potentials that will be seen no more
Because this beast doesn't care
Who knows more or makes his law,
So you just need to be calm.
Because Who knows what or where about of this beast,
That has almost finished us in Crisis
This beast has already broken us in pieces
Making silence, ruler of the cities
Since that is what they think will bring the decrease,
I mean the reduction of those yet to be afflicted,
With out knowing those already afflicted.
My interest is the priesthood leadership to increase
Because this beast is a no respecter
Of the poor or the riches.
The Holy or the Devil
The clean or the pure.
Because everyone can be Killed
And you will be marveled.
Who knows all along you are afflicted
And within a jiffy your breathe will be leveled.
Because this beast is a no respecter
Of the poor or the riches.
The Holy or the Devil
The clean or the pure.
Because everyone can be Killed
And you will be marveled.
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