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The heathen’s church they called it
Where none but heathens go
Heaven far above them
Fire close below
Singing in the hymnals
Hear them loudly ring
Words and poems only
Lucifer would sing
Madness in their piety
Blood too quickly shed
Dripping from the altar
Everything that bled
Graves outside its doorway
Portals to below
Wisdom here that only
Lucifer could know
(c) Helen M Valentina 2017
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Attending this church would make your hair stand on end.
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It certainly would!! 🙂
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I would hate to see the collection plate too. 😀
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LOL!! 🙂
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🙂
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