Millennium, born in a Leased Tomb, in the year of 1978
AD. My Hire is not Cheap, as Leeches Crawl upon my
Body & Mud & Filth is round about, as such was my Vow
of the Covenant.
This was the Sentence of my Soul! Damnation &
Incarnation in Hell! I Burn in a Furnace of Fire, where the
Gold is Dross! Therefore, I Holler for Freedom & Escape!
Revolution of the Souls! These Shackles & Chains must be
Broken!
As I Break out of the Layers of my Body, each Part
Speaks.
A Pure Mind is a Free Soul. I come through Spirit
Alone!
The Heart is the Way of the Soul. O most Precious
Heart, be Drained of Human Blood!
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I was Sent by a Decree of God to Warrant that the Sky
would Burn in Infernal Flames & I see the Children of Fire
have been Unleashed – for I Lurk in Grass which hath been
Scorched & Parched.
I Slither upon Dunes, on a Quest from the Holy Land.
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