Upon seven hills sits the holy whore. Soaked in the centeries of her blood.
Her crown stud in riches of her hypocrisy.
Her throne of flesh the spoils of her wars.
Her law is prominent beneath her cross of deceit.
Before Her alters of sacrifice her servants kneel.
A shepherd to her mindless sheep.
Drink of the blood eat of the flesh.
Partake in her holy host.
Your absolution to your sinful deaths.
Appointor of political kings.
Upon their ruling seats.
Crumbs fall from the tables of the rich.
To feed the senseless poor.
Apon their groveling feet.
Upon the seven hills she sits.
You worship in her name.
Falsely salvation she leads you blind.
In hypocrisy in the name of God she reigns........
©cycojohnny
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