Hell Bent

Hell Bent

A Poem by B. Lee Leger (Thug-Angel)
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Too put the fear of God in you the only way you will allow

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Through mysticism my transformation you'll now envision. As thee Angel begins his shape shift few see as he uplifts his Demons he brings as they spread black and red wings. Hell upon a shaking earth forsaking every new born birth.

As Demonic Angels call upon a new dawn falling through the depths of each tormented death sow blood sow blow arctic winds begins too blow. Through Hell bent fury the polarized vortex consumes names that become vexed.

As planetary motion is in rehearsal of a total reversal God's command through every word is now heard. As stars fall from the Heavens too earth mortals are sent to capture the long nosed one and repent before the son as the rapture has now begun.

Hell bent through sin without mercy the demented torment begins.

Ah the lonely days weighs each end too begin Ah the compassionate and understanding God through ill will is upstanding as both Angels and Demons become hypnotized but unwashed too the mercy he cries as seen in between the circle of the deep guise and side eyes.

This they say of a mere mortal that was the Mutiny throughout earth is about impeity through the life he leads but heeds no virtues purely un philosophical he stands too preach the word but understands he does not merely preaching as though he was taught through a pervading thought but of that he was not.

As a philosopher within his mondain domain damming the the ones he judges and scrutinizing the ones who follows but a Saint you ain't. Religion is to be retained and not pertained cause only ones impeity is pushed as ingrained.

With a heavy heart but blind mind how have you found the divine are you a true believer or more a self dedicated deceiver.
As this inquisition has determined your God is an imposter and mine is but the true truth in and within all sense of the word truth is conferred.

As your God is a God in mercy too you oh so untrue. My God is of fear yet willing too fear not me but only me who fears him through every hymn i praise him. You kneel too pray in fear but I pray too my God who spreads fear.

As the circle opens a slight opening God enters as the circle closes God is before you will you repent before the heaven sent as I hold life and death in my hands Angel with a shotgun as shells ring off alike Hells bells.

© 2024 B. Lee Leger (Thug-Angel)


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B. Lee Leger (Thug-Angel)
B. Lee Leger (Thug-Angel)

moncton, new brunswick, Canada



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