Final chapter

This world is full of liars, so no one can call him sire, matter of fact don't even say a damn thing, the more I spread peace the more you say he not but then I is, everything is backwards, the holy ones are fractions now a fracture in reality, ages ago we used to pray to death so that we could live, then the snake broke into heaven, coiled it's way picture of health now a symbol of betrayal, know what I'm saying? 

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