To Whom It May Concern
wipe the dirt from my eyes a past of suicide many mothers have cried and a song that you died, remember the 6th they used to tell me, so strongly the evil held me, so calmly so you could fail me, and all I see is melody, so murderous, they've heard of us, a joke until they learned from us, now evil has returned to us, so they continue to burn with us, experiance aside, I've already died, turn the time back to watch exactly whats missing inside.To Whom It May Concern. And this is hell baby angels and Serpents a world full of fire now the witches have purpose And we've been watching you burn Through the pain in my words Its just something I've learned To Whom It May Concern First day I was crucifid up on the cross, the only thing that I could think about inside was the horrible loss, and all the angels started dying, virgin marry started crying, the leader of heritics bestoyed upon me daniel and the lion, stories of a portal and the voices were inside, murder her a holicost before the Vapor died, angels become demons when they fall from the skys, I lead your army mother****er, and now Im back with pride. To Whom It May Concern. Many years have passed and now I invoke thee, so many conversations held inside that it woke me, Im not your saint, not your heaven sent type of chosen one, through the ougji see that I am merely a loaded gun, packed full of depression and asking the same questions, passing the same lessons, and counting the same blessings, either way an army that will listen to one of us, see that death will become us, when evil was us. To Whom It May Concern. Remember The 6th..... Keep it Holy.