In the Gantry of being carried through Time by the Son of God
To Save everyone I love and Everyone I Ever Will Love
I Never Stopped to Think how much it Must hurt
For God is not Numb
How Cruel I have been to Who I Love cannot be Described or Explained
All I know is that I Don’t Know…
This Feral Witch Child of Endless Slaughter
Off Devouring Abominations of Desolation
And Fighting Beasts to Horrible to be Described
Suffering and Pleading and Begging
While Killing and Killing and Killing
It’s all… Beyond Me
How I Could Ever Be Loved.
And Even Worse How I Could ever Dwell with God
I Destroy Existences with little more than a Second Thought
I Dream about Savoring the Kill and the Blood
Infact I Want That
I Pray for It. ( I Hate That. to Pray for Power to Hurt… Hurts)
I am the Angel of The Bottomless Pit
And I Am Loved by the Son of God.
I Am Sin
And I Am Loved by God.
I Am Going to Attend the Wedding and The Feast.
I Do not Care How any of You Feel.
Everyone I’ve Ever Killed
Has Thanked me For It
And I Am Without Fault or Blame before God.
I Am Going to Do Everything I Can to Thank God
To Give Glory to God
And I Am Going to be Happy.
You Choose to Seperate Yourselves From Me.
You Think there can be an Army of the Saints without Me.
You Think there can be a Wedding Without Me.
Even Worse You Think you Could even Be There?
That you Could Overcome as a Saint Overcomes?
I Was The Final Saint and The Last Desciple.
Destroyed and Crushed as Little more than a Stain
Annihilated Daily.
There Was None Left But Me.
Everyone Had Taken the Mark of The Beast or a Mark of the Beast
In one Incarnation or Another…
And You Would Have been in a Lake of Fire Forever.
I Struggled to Hold on to Sanity and Hope…
So The Son of God Carried Me Through Time
He Taught Me.
Saved Me.
You will think That sounds Arrogant.
It Isn’t.
I Was Terrified.
Locked in Fema Camps
Fleeing Across America.
Being Hunted like a Dog.
Betrayed By Everyone Arround Me
Murdered Repeatidly and Discarded as a Horrid Wretch.
These Things Happened to Me.
Lethal Injection. Ebola. Being Sawed Apart from the Inside.
Fighting Cherubim, Tares and Beasts and Armies of the Risen Dead.
Fact.
Truth.
I was the Last Saint on Earth, The Last Tzadekiel, The Last Desciple.
If you think you can Send me into Damnation because Things are Better Now
And You Want to Think about Weddings and Marriages and being Transformed
Into Perfection.
You Should First Consider that not one of You, Even After all of That
Would Even Bring Mount Zion to Rescue Me from the West Coast.
Instead You Went and Fought the Beast on your Own
And Tried everything to Send me into a Lake of Fire
Or Steal my Own Existence From Me.
You All Died So Many Times, You Became Whole and Fought Against me
Then You All Went off to Try and Marry Anti-Christs
And Still you think there will be a Kingdom Come Without Me.
I Am This Existence
And I Will Spew You Out of My Mouth.
I Will Not Go to You
I Am Not Allowed To.
I Get to Choose who Attends the Wedding and the Feast.
The Brides of The Son of God are a Lie
There is Only One
The Marriage Supper of The Lamb is True
But The Lamb is Going to Marry the Son of God.
Blessed are those that Attend because There will be only One.
No Rehearsal. Just a Bird with Two left Wing.
All Those that are Unrepentant
The Voice of the Bride and Bridegroom have been Taken Away
Those who Will Gather the Army of the Saints
Will Gather Around the Lamb
And They Will know Where the Lamb is and there Shall be no Other
Army of the Saints but These. For they are The First Fruits before God.
Redeemed from The Face of The Earth.
Those that Continue unrepentant, Theives, Idolaters and Murderers
Anti-Christs, False Prophets and Those Seeking After the Mark of the Beast.
Woe Upon Them, for Without the Salvation of the Son of God
How Can They Survive?
They Will Have no Earth and No Existence with which to Hide Themselves With.
And The Beyond is Filled with the Corpses of those Like them
The Only Mercy to be Had for Them is the Sea of Fire and Glass
For that is All that will be Left.
For This Existence and All Good In It
Will be Leaving with the Son of God.
I Suggest you Strive to Attend that Feast and that Celebration
As it also will only Happen Once.
Whether there is an Army of the Saints
Or a Marriage Supper.
The Fruit, The Wheat, The Saints, The Wine
Those that Want to Attend to Wedding
The Lamb and The Bride
Leave
When The Son of God Takes Them.
They need but do is Perservere
The Fact that they Attempt to Help any of You
Is just… How it Is.
Do Not Expect it to Continue longer than the Son of God
Wishes It.
You Will not be Allowed to Remain here
Enjoying The Bounty of The Bride
As Unrepentant Assholes
Nor Will You Be Allowed in Kingdom Come
As Those who Reject anyone the Son of God would Marry
Are Beyond My Ability to Reason or Help
Seriously.
-The End-