Torment

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Torment

What is happening out there?

These people…These depraved creatures

Plaguing us like the locusts in Babylon

My mind cannot, will not comprehend what I have witnessed tonight

This ordeal glistening like a surreal testament from Argento

This nightmare cannot be real

I shake, trembling from the fear

I must stay strong

The others are counting on my vigilance

For generations it has been passed to me to have faith

Faith in what I ask

Truths and lies, heaven and hell

Depends on your perspective, doesn't it?

I remember my grandmother enumerate scripture and verse

Words I saw promulgated by the corrupt and pretentious

In my mind, I can hear her now

It was allowed to fight against God's people and defeat them

And it was given authority over every tribe, nation, language and race (Rev 13:7)

Are we in the midst of the 42 months of deceit?

Or has god finally forsaken us at last?

In my mind, the answer is clear

He did fuck all with these sins of torment

I must survive to find the truths trapped in this desperate visage

What has caused the dead to rise against us?

To crave our flesh?

I will never give in to their torture

I will face my destiny with my shotgun in my hand

They will not have me

At last, the brightness of the new day severs the crack

Time to wake the others

Time to regroup

Our night in hell is over

For now, we are safe

We survive.