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Sing a Song of Love

The natural world today is not just, nor sane.
It's corrupt to the soul like death after life.
Since the masses continue to grow inhumane,
a blanket of umbra blinds eyes to cause strife.

I hate how perversion is plain on this earth,
but i love to hate sin like killers love to kill.
The wicked hath risen with most every birth.
And yet, saints rise also, worldly blood they shall spill.

Evil doth not have to be evil, however,
it just takes good knowledge to help understand.
So if you're a causer of morbid endeavers,
Prepare to experience the wrath of God's hand.

These words are a song of love you will learn,
for i love to hate sin, and the world i will turn.