Ruthless killings;
That's your specialty.
I've seen you before
Demanding justice
In the name of God,
In the name of truth.
You have the work of the Devil.
You do his evil chores.
You fix his broken gates.
You are the work of the Devil,
Yet you come in the name of God.
Killing them softly.
Killing them quietly.
Murder in the raw degree.
You tore her flesh.
You raped her hopes.
You came in the name of God,
Yet you didn't see
That there is the Devil
Staring out your eyes.
You kidnapped them into the night,
You stripped their souls bare,
And you left them there to rot.
In the pit of your own creation,
You have suffered the innocent
In the name of God.
In the name of God, you killed them.
M u r d e r . . .
You are the work of the Devil
In the name of God.
 
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