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Way of truth
Deep in the truth
Answer stands
Natural roots
Natural fruit
The truth is
Gushes with its wisdom
For news
He tells us up the ladder
to come in.
So that your smoke curtains
Ominous guests
Don't host.
Oh, that's not easy an art anymore
There you need fortitude
strength of fortitude
And a flexible spirit
Not to fall
On your knees of iniquity.
Winning the Truth
Which wisdom hears her
To have knowledge.
But that's not all
Talk about the truth
It play on the nose of many
May you not lose faith in your mission
paradise gardens
On which many fell
But dryness
Overcoming the impossible borders
salonpoezja
Poetry of Truth
You call from the dark
A world you can't see
You scream and nobody hears you
You call and no one answers you
You suffer and you have no help
ill
And you die more than you
recovery
Losing faith
And you're wasting it
The world is getting cold
Like a people of horror
Where the consciences of anesthesia are shattered
Long ago
Already forgotten
Words of humanity
Privileges are withdrawn
Smoke curtain Lucifer
It opens hell to death
Instead of bread they call for armor
Instead of peace they show death
Instead of family cohabitation
Instead of humanity, the Illuminati
Instead of the church, torn clothes
pedophilia
What the priest changed his clothes
In the masonic chapel
Under the guise of the Lamb
No, this is not the way of Christians
real
And the god you believed in
But you still believe that he is
There is death in the dark tunnel
Which way is it?
They have snared us.
God's power will stun violence
And he will carry the power
Faith content
That you would understand man
That only your Creator is God
And only worship him
That you would receive freedom
the rest is dark
Which wrapped us in anesthesia
Hell.


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