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Polish Poetry
Truth

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as a powerful titanium spearhead
Smash the adversities of our enemies
What as a whoring corruption
They bring us back to the grave
His vermin of wickedness
And as an apocalypse, strain your strength
It is the weapon of your victory
Of our Messiah
Which they won't recognize.
As you hold the pillars of our lives
You won't drop it
Us from his hand
So that they know that we are not alone
And your signs
They carried heaven and earth
Hearts and conscience
That the Nations would see and see the purpose of their existence.
And the law of corruption
It wasn't made
Against yours
The feelings of nature you give us.
And you want to give.
Move heaven and earth
Oceans and seas
That fear would pierce them
What they have never experienced
For their atrocities are beyond all boundaries
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Breaking the Trent Bondage
Which rolls like June
Human suffering
With valleys of corruption
Rozkojarzonych
Mammoth of conceit
In a possessed rebellion
superiority
He would be speechless
A man of terror
Under the new banner
civilization
Which we do not know
And slow death
It collapses people
To Infernal Hells
Disgrace
Killing consciences
It is in their power
From various tool sources
Have
Slow death
Nations
With conscience and body
You forget
That you were bemused
The language of the word
As superficial compatibility
illusionist
lights
E TV set
For which you pay
And the truth is oblivion
Dried up in your feelings
Not understanding
In what world is the throne of death
He was drowned

The language of discord

And on the difference between languages
Death is written
Where words were praised
They raise the throne of death
Is this what civilization is supposed to be like?
Kill others and myself
To cut off spirit and body
And fear
Devours the horror of the world
We are afraid of uncertainty
And we support her
For man has forgotten
who is he

ocean shark
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Who can mix between us - Who can put shackles on us
When with us true freedom that no one will question

Who cracks on her shatters - Who falls on it crushes - But you, my pearl, keep you clean
That nobody would accuse you of our God
Polish; In your miter and your drudgery
I see you, my land, in your true dress
For my god; You are dying like a dead man with harassment
Lied to and lied to by the highest church authorities
Where is your health in your renewal?
Where you stand in decaying misery
Who cheated on you?
Who made the mistake?
You put the horseshoes under your leg to make you fall
Not a way there
Not these thoughts that pull us toward the abyss
You are my Polish path
Like the only flower
Which blooms the lovely hope of spring
Ocean shark - Grom
religious
and various missionary masses were abandoned

Like a dead tree.
Wipe away the tears from your face
Learn to call the true Father
And throw away and reject the prayers that you count on your fingers
Because it's not yours.
God is not looking for the amount of ascension to him
and your mouth without conscience
On which lay a fuzzy sideways stone.
God seeks reconciliation with you with his Spirit
That he would like to cover you with his happiness
By the spirit of your light, That You may exist forever. Ocean shark

God's seal - For the Nations of the World
You talk about the truth and they don't understand it
Where her paths of love And her true winds blow and raise the beauty of her cover
What does its cultivation in real Vineyards of Conscience raise
For what will those who do not touch her tell us about the truth?
Truth writes the real world Real nature embroidery
Who will tell us about the world of this land? holy nature
If not the inhabitants of Heaven
Where man did not touch this land.
Well, don't we have roads signposts
And who gave us signs of prohibition
And who built us altars with white crucifix
And who painted the dark paint on the wall After all
God is our Spirit of Love and our obedience to us
consciences
That we could understand him in his true speech
and give yourself the seal of God
To our consciences and wash them with clean water
The Holy Spirit
Nobody has the right to ban this sign
By putting crucifixes
Letting this be understood
that there is no true God.
The seal of God is the only refuge of humanity that the nations are to follow.
Without this consciousness of conscience there cannot exist a Nation - Nations of Humanity

Raise - where the warp; winds its paths of truth
and her signs are saved by our conscience
write to her with the words of your stars
And avoid side shadows
That you wouldn't fall.


Fight with your word power
Wal straight from the bridge and to the head
That not you but your enemy would whine
Who wants to put her out
Soul poetry
Nations of Culture
That they would flourish
Like bunches of flowers
Within a ray of soul
What makes us happy
Day
Dark torture
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Polish
For you, Poland, these words
That you would understand
Your efforts
Who are you walking for?

You can't understand the words of politicians
Every move is a chameleon
Interlaced flash of mistakes
This is not the dawn of our speech
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What we were given to raise
Talents and expand
Her size
To the truth of creatures
What was given to her
Her place
And a scepter
Wins.
Freedom