The Playdate with Death

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The Playdate with Death

The Playdate with Death
 
You write about your life and detect your changes and evolution
 You stage a possession and lie about and obsession
 You live with a vice and is being brutalized as a rat mice
 Demons encounter the blessings of these lives rejoicing in their minds
 They say please let go but again they we must
 They bring pain and temptation and an exceeding amount of lust
 They cry to GOD daily testifying their sins, repenting trying to adjust
 Round and round, they run away from their flesh waiting to bust
 In the playground of a spiritual warfare they live the angelic affair
 So tell me why we live to surrender or to conquer
 If we conquer is it energy and spells leading to hell
 Or is it salvation, beautiful gift, breaking the chains to this fatal cell
 The world is a playground, a robotic disco ball, an illusion to a volcanic yell
 They scream in dreams dipped in venous whipped cream dying in a jail
 They need help, rules to play the game of eternal shame of sinfulness sin
 They need a door, a gateway to destroy iris and Babylon, demonic gin
 Subliminal messages signaling damnation, law encouraging abominations
 In torture of mind visioning fantasies, spiritually mating in accord of seduction
 Tempting with the vicious beauty of women, leading to a bloody bed, to a game of prostitution
 You live your life going on to the next one with lies and manipulation
 Singing the songs of death, dancing to the rhythm of corruption
 You die in pain with no gain for you did not accept beautiful salvation
 Awaken to know that you were wrong in desolation
 Thrown down to a lake of fire, volcanic oblivion
 Screaming and hailing, yelling and gnashing your teeth, mad in arrogation
 Crying and heating up as you burn up to infinite ashes of insane destruction
 If only you listened, now you are just dead in hell, casting spells in confusion
 Demons raging and laughing flamboyantly singing a song of sinful admiration
 Devil locked up, beaten down, a thousand years of justification, and eternally for elimination
 Now they come again in your ears telling you maledictions
 Just to cut you short of your inheritance and to smile at your disobedience in a malicious adoration
 In hell they are, playing with sex and singing to death, in love of rebellion
 Wrath of YAHUAH finally at hand, no mercy and grace, in total flames of sanctification
 Sadly in tears of a lava-like waterfall, draining HIS blood cleaning for purification
 Judgment day had to come, jubilee had to be, the elect made set free, divine clarification
 With one word the war ended, the people to left not in the book of life went with condemnation
 They were told the truth but they believe in their own faith and gave a fatal rejection
 In a brutal resurrection they arose to the fire a burning cell, an oven without limitation
 Though the church of YAHUAH, AKA GOD HIMSELF YAH prayed and shared the word, they are doomed for eternal cremation
 Fallen angels broken and powerless, devil dead and silent, they all incinerate in flirtation
 They were told the way of the narrow path, and sadly they went with their own self righteousness
 In darkness now they rest to sting the bite of GOD's punishment, Sorry is just what we can say watching fairness
 To them we warn of this horrific inferno, please be ye wise and choose carefully as YAHUAH YAH, AKA GOD HIMSELF is coming for the harvest in a blank of darkness
Know you role and play the game choosing to be of HIS likeness
 
Listen here I beg of you to learn
Death is not a token, not a pleasure for you to earn
It comes from sin and separates the divine
It’s not a dream but sleep intoxicated with wine
So please hear and try to live a life of worthiness
Having GOD being in your tongue, all praise and happiness
Wages of sin is death, read Romans 6, and see the irony
Separating your soul from your body is vanishing physically
You become simply dust, decaying to a world of zero
The things of your lifetime is just memory
Being nonentity is now your reality
Incarnation to the non-existent, wondering to and fro
A process of fertilization where maggots grow
Separating your soul from GOD being dead because of cause and effect
Adam disobeyed and hid from GOD putting on clothes, deadly catastrophe
Spiritual death not being in love with the divine FATHER
Wicked just running away from righteousness, the truth of a miracle blessing
In fact just look around and see the after math, is it not sin and death ragingly kissing !!!
Be awaken for if you die your nothing, you sleep into the earth not traveling

They all want to die in peace and enter heaven
Have you loved your life and gave it bread
Were you in control being ignorant of the GOSPEL?
You went around teaching false doctrines so how dear you say you’re not in hell
Judgment day coming, being dead you’re just waiting in your sandy and dusty cell
YAHUSHA spoke the word and you heard the bell
You are now resurrected, not incarnated, but giving a yell
The heat is scorching, fire burning, and volcanic flames of this brutal jail
Sorry but they lied to you, death is not sweet and that angel is fatal
Among the fallen, being a watcher, his meal is served, you’re on the table
There is no such thing as incarnation to a bunny
The idea of going to another dimension when dead is phony
Realize that you have one chance to live but one fact to die
So why do you listen to these ridiculous myths of Buddha and karma
Taken from the Bible and rearranged for your destruction
Used by the media incorporating magic for your delusion
Seriously are you that dense not to see your life is an illusion
Brutal degeneration, distracting motion of troublesome dark portion, lying manipulation
Temptation and seduction of vicious fornication, spiritual adultery of false religion
Possession and obsession of demonic corruption, tracts of bloody business operation
As the trace of pitiful desolation of sorry souls of media intercession
Be of good warning of a new world order, death is simple and is an old world division
No caring of age or race, with no discrimination and no segregation
Death comes and stay knowing all sinning to hell lake fire of nasty oblivion

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