The Second Coming

by D3m0nH8

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I’ve been watching you watching me It’s not a fucking joke it’s a tragedy You are lying to me, blinding me Erasing my will to be But you can never see.. Those things that made me. Your heresy, blaspheme Discrimination and bigotry But I’m your mockery a prideful thorn In divinity You would curse my name Cast blame and defame I am plagues born a flame Of your righteous shame A God of another name And we are all the same Casting echos of blame To seek the path of the right In the darkness of divinities light. And you stake your claim On the gun of your God’s aim. Blown away in the light False flag of the right The freedom belies a tribulation disguised The angels face, erased, replaced, and disgraced. Ordained in pios might Their love is just for spite A cult whose wine is past ripe A corpse rotting in plain sight A blinded Jester of this right A prayer said to the dead In revolutions of heads Became nightmare fuel For children in bed As parents watched the fall Covering their eyes with the caul For he will come again Bathed in solvents for my sins What could go wrong In singing his song While going to bed With devils in your head At least my soul is saved Even if my heart is depraved Disciples of Set be free Defial the 12th house of Yeshua For what is seen will be The servant bleeds upon its ashes In the eve of the time of peace In the music of their pleas As oblivion fills their being
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You should be running You’ve been long out of time Your fate has been written I’m the angel of every line You will be my treasured guerdons And I will use you to shepard armageddon - Piece by piece I’m going to deny your death And in this hell I will hold your last breath In me you will know what your God has made Pray unto me, for I am the DemonH8 - ! Hell will bow for divine destruction The angels will weep for the flames of heaven Taken in chains to your salvation For you have lost the Wars of the Fallen - You’ve built your sanctuary and invited me in To witness the treachery in your lessons of love The oceans of blood now black as my will I prepare baths from the blood of your doves - Branches of olives now fuel this inferno Your lords have chosen to pluck out their eyes Skewers of vengeance now blaze in hunger Quenched by your screams as I show you my light ! The Empire of Hell kneels in pride As I ascend as a weapon of light Choose the abyss I will drag you in. For you have lost the Wars of the Fallen - Tell me again how you’re forgiven As I cut out your tongue and fill you with sand I drink the wine of your indignation I deny your release, even by your own hand - The Serpent of Gemeni is drunk on your venom. My beauty- tighten your coils I want to make a wish. I’ll shed your scale to reveal your true form. And I call unto Baal to feast his maggots on you as a dish. !! You’ve prayed for the Gods to rid you of fools. To your own destruction you’ve summoned me. You were gifted a rope of your decisions, Now upon it you hang in infamy. I am not here as an angel of mercy I am not here to service your needs I am divinity of the vengeance deserving And you not worthy of being my disease. You should be running! You should be running! (repeat as background) I’m going to fill you with glass so I can break you again You should be running! You should be running! I’m going bath your wounds in the salt of your tears You should be running! You should be running! I’ve prepared a hook for every one of your sins You should be running! You should be running! But you can’t very well run while begging on your knees. Hell will bow for divine destruction The angels will weep for the flames of heaven Taken in chains to your salvation For you have lost the Wars of the Fallen You should be running! You should be running! Run like a rat on a wheel you’re going nowhere I cannot steal You should be running! You should be running! The hell you have summoned is real. An eternity of it you’ll feel. You should be running! You should be running! no angels come to your aid, no demons acknowledge your name. You should be running! You should be running! There are many who fall by my flame, but yours will bear my name (said as a prayer to the DemonH8 by his victims) Hells angel of Man, the light of my fears, of whom Gods love denies me here, ever this torment be at my side, as penance for my actions, of deception and pride. You should be running! You should be running! The stink of your venom’s a tell, soon you’ll be drug to your hell! You should be running! You should be running! I palm your blood like a sieve, but there’s nothing here to forgive. You should be running! You should be running! But now you are all out of time, and forever your torment is mine. A pound of flesh for the divine, as payment for being blind. Your memory is condemned unto me, where you waste in eternity. You’ve prayed for the Gods to rid you of fools. To your own destruction you’ve summoned me. You were gifted a rope of your decisions, Now upon it you hang in infamy. I am not here as an angel of mercy I am not here to service your needs I am divinity of the vengeance deserving And you not worthy of being my disease.
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I am a prophet of the Adversary, man’s hated angel of defiance. I offer venoms of the necessary, destruction of your false gods. Blessed this time of inversion. Your kingdoms of gods imploding. No forgiveness for your perversion, of the message you are eroding. Show me the light of the Adversary! Burn out the hearts of the righteous. Illuminate their religion of infamous fury, as I pledge allegiance to his darkness. Grant me the will of the Adversary, to grant them the apocalypse they seek. Poison the world with their message of hate, until there is nothing left but the meek. Lucifer granted your most desired But it was not he who lead you astray You are the sheep of the undesired And your heart too heavy on the weigh Asmodeus hears your wrath, when you cull the weak among your tribe. Sanctuary among the primrose path, serves the soapbox for your gibe. All hail the reign of the Adversary! His fall from grace was a warning. The trappings of faith are unnecessary. And yet their god demanded his burning. Blessed be the wrath of the Adversary! Granting knowledge in the face of oppression. Curse the divine rape of mother Mary! And the twisted birth of their obsession. Conservative dominion of Belial, as they hide in the shadow of his realm. The plague of the right spills it’s vial, to put false prophets at the helm. Foolishly flying flags for faith feverishly fucked falsehoods for which. Serpents sing psalms for subversion of state summon silence of histories stitch. Glory! The works of the Adversary! For his strength to bow to no gods! True freedom is the right to be contrary, against their divine kingdoms of fraud. Satan, an honor bestowed Adversary! Infamous this act of rebellion. Bless the fallout of Angels cautionary visage of the birth of the Hellion. All hail the Adversary! ( Repeated until end)
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Blood Mirror 06:12
Your were made in your gods image It is this visage that I despise your evil is the concept of forgiveness And I have no use for these lies You are the wolves howling for prey Hunger feigns powers lust You reflect the lords of today Blood is the only tribute that you trust (Blood is your mirror Blood is your mirror) I cannot follow your lords of lies salivating greeds disease One of many of Baal’s flies You are the venom in the vein of peace Lucifer cast to earth for his pride Blamed by man as the prince of lies But if your god is so pure of heart Then why is Gods evil all you recognise (Blood is your mirror The image is getting clearer)+ No devil could hate as much as man God is the evil of divine design An Angel lacking of free will Is a fear of divine demand Cast from heaven for his rebellion The one angel who gained free will No trumpets for his evolution It seems God is a politician (Blood is your mirror Divinity is your furor)((aka the antichrist)) No acceptance for criticism No forgiveness outside of design Free will a mistake of consequence Welcome by none, even divine Hate is the language of unity Damned be all not of my tribe Love the blessing of minority Pissed in the winds of futility Blood is your mirror Drowning the meek with your love Satan is your reflection Pooling death upon those you judge ((horseman #4)) No man deserving of heaven No hell more capable than man No God an example of purity No torment a challenge for men Forgiveness a blasphemy of power Judgement the blessing of free will Blood is as worthless as the needy We excel at the art of the kill (Blood is your mirror Famine is your merit)((horseman #2) And yet you judge Lucifer Who challenged the will of your God Deny your ability to consider A perfect sheep of a perfect fraud Bleet at the whim of conformity Bleet at the whim of hatred You sheep of a god I no longer admire You sheep of a god I despise (Blood is your mirror Judgement is your message)((horseman #3) Bleet at the injustice of acceptance Bleet at the faggots of love Bleet at the bias of values Bleet at the pissage above As above so will below As below so will above I prefer the company of devils To the company of forgiveness above. Blood is your mirror Blood is your mirror Drowning the meek with your love Blood is your mirror Satan is your reflection Blood is your mirror Pooling death upon those you judge ((horseman #4)) Blood is your mirror The image is getting clearer Blood is your mirror Divinity is your furor Blood is your mirror Famine is your merit
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This venom Persistent villain Culls the tribes of blood The hordes approach On the winds of a choke Transformed into a flood This is your creation? Your prized obsession? It fucks too fast and dies. Squanders of wisdom Their views in prism. They deceive themselves to sleep. Angel trumpet again! Again! Again! His drunken flock ignore. Neither the truth or the fear of you will lead them anymore. Hush hush puppet A choke steals your voice Your fight has ended in a gasp The news said Heaven was found dead for days Silent upon the floor at last Last breathes in prayer Fell on dead ears. The deafening silence of hells chorus Will he come now? As I grip the throats of his messengers of love? Will he come now? As I mock them all Even to my own demise? Will he come now? To a world on its knees Broken of design instead of sword. Fuck Him! Will he come now?! Fuck Him! Fuck Him! Will he come now?! Fuck Him! I was born of your hate defiance and am paired to your fate. You gather and you pray You are virus and as such its only fitting That you end by such a way. I taunt your misgivings Self interested new beginnings. Disinterested self forgiving LIES! You are the reason your enemy thrives. You are dead by his design. Fuck You! I hope he comes Fuck You! Witness Thy divinity of ruin Fuck Him Creator of illusions Fuck Him Promiser of nothing Fuck you For believing, preaching, blowing priests while on your knees. I hope you kiss your God with those lips! Spread the word on winds that I’m coming. The choke of your undoing Your God is coming Your prayer means nothing Death cares none for the trivial wants of no one.

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released May 31, 2020

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D3m0nH8 Savannah, Georgia

D3m0nH8 is a project created by Brett Welch. The concept is that the DemonH8 is a split from traditional divinity, where man is the creator, and the DemonH8 is his tormentor.

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