Hey so…I have this secret hobby of poetry so here it goes
*clears throat*
Oh my Lord who art in heaven,
Blessed is thy name.
Of sin you knowest few,
And strike your wrathful bane.
Oh you who dwell on hate,
Oh you who know no bounds,
Are you but sane?
Are you sound?
Of Your follow there are many
Of him of ilk even less.
Dare they judge you as a man,
I shall protest.
For He is Light, and Light is he,
He who made it be,
The king of all-
Him, who made it be.
My sword is my faith,
My pen is my shield,
When they come,
The Word we shall yield.
*clears throat*
Oh my Lord who art in heaven,
Blessed is thy name.
Of sin you knowest few,
And strike your wrathful bane.
Oh you who dwell on hate,
Oh you who know no bounds,
Are you but sane?
Are you sound?
Of Your follow there are many
Of him of ilk even less.
Dare they judge you as a man,
I shall protest.
For He is Light, and Light is he,
He who made it be,
The king of all-
Him, who made it be.
My sword is my faith,
My pen is my shield,
When they come,
The Word we shall yield.
