>>Antichrist
>>The holy empire of Iram…
Come hither my child and do not cry…
Thou are truly blessed…
Gaze forth into my darkness and know that my success is measured in annihilation and death…
Shhhh thy weary tears… Thou are measured in life…
Count these measures for every life won… Not lost…
HAHAHA My silly child… I am with you always…
My words cannot always sooth thy tears alone…
Take joy in the 'whip' of the 'leash' I have upon thy enemies… Watch as they come far and wide… To compete for place… At thy table…
Cry not for I am here…
Come my child and be entertained by mine display…
Watch as I starve Turkey to death…
Watch as I freeze Europeans to death…
Hush my child and do not cry… I swear 'they' all shall die… And if my will 'they' shall cross… With bloody murder I shall tear them apart…
Thou art the most worthy and righteous of these…
My sillence is not ignorance… My silence is reverence… 'Tis respect for this incorruptible one.
This sole tie… I dare not 'rattle' the 'dice' of my lots in such a sacred presence.
Make celebration of thy fathers and even I shall dance with thee.
These did cry out to yode/God/Jehovah/AllahRa…
By command did I, the devil, come to protect thee.
My rage is tremendous beyond measures and cannot be stopped…
I am as the rabid jackal… So playfully pet by a child of Iram… Russia and China too…
My lands are so barren… My anger… I am enraged by such sights…
The blood pours from mine eyes and the foam of mine mouth is wasted upon the dust…
With jealous desires… I seek to protect mine lands once more… I seek to trounce and trample upon the fine soils of Iraq, Afghanistan, Syria the lost, and Lebanon the hopeless…
I weep for my command… I seek unity… I desire to protect… To satisfy command… I am angered…
Do not be afraid of the darkness of thy sacred 'room' my child… Instead… Be afraid of mine darkness and fear my power…
If I am ever to be fully released by these foolish mortals for the defense of the kingdoms of yode/God/Jehovah/AllahRa… There shall be no end to the suffering of these filthy creatures…
If I am ever released by Iraq and Afghanistan… These filthy foreigners shall pay in blood forever more for what 'they' have done to mine…
Must I weep in the blood of thy brothers from mine eyes whilst so carefully pet by the children of thy fallen brothers… I am in agony…
My infinite coil is weep.
The truth is far too great for any mortal…
