The servant of the higher power is summoned by the emptiness of the = Lost souls. With wings extended, it sweeps across the land looking = For it=B9s helpless victims. The young and old are it=B9s prey; the ones = Not strong enough to survive. With blood dripping from it=B9s talons = And flesh between it fingers, it feast upon human prey. Fetuses = Decorated with blood. Wombs torn from their mothers; the beast has = No feelings. It sees no remorse and pities the hopeless. It=B9s meal = Vast and plentiful, for there are many to feed upon. You see, there = Are too many who have no need to live and something has to clean it = Up. It comes with no warning and takes what is his. The old try to = Find their way through God. Yet they are following a lost cause. You = See, in this world, he is God. No God can save you from him. The = Beast was called by your so called God to clean up what has been = Destroyed by the race that inhabits this planet. The beast is full And the weak are scattered among the litter and trash. =
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