The Great Apostasy The Hub of The Beast

It is written!
It is written!
It is written!

Have you not read?
Have you not heard?
Why do you not seek?

What is it that you do think?
Just sit back, relax, and order up
A pizza; a kitchen sink

Beloved I hope you do slumber
For behold the roles of thunder
Beware those woes of three

Beware here comes the tree
Satan that old dragon Beware
Beware not to get onto his wagon

His knowledge of
Both good and evil he sings
Oh Cherubim, Oh Lucifer

What hast thou done?
Woe, woe, woe unto those upon earth
Go, gather, and feast you wicked beast

Twice dead; no body no soul
Wicked from the days of old
With your musical pipes

Trumpeted up the hype
Oh so, so many types
That you have become

Ancient of days; though not my son
Oh wicked fool what am I to you
What am I going to do ?

With great swelling words
You have hated that
That which you can not have


Go reap your scoffers
Go reap your wicked sons
Go reap what it is that thou hast done

Thou hast been judged
Thou hast been sentenced
By thy lies; and thou without penitence

Ashes, ashes they all shall fall
Down, down, down
Princes without any crowns

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man