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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338263" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Blood On Satan's Sword</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338263" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They gather in congregation.<br>Their prophet wired into their core.<br>To avoid, and yet, to conquer.<br>The blood on Satan's sword.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338263" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They are the modern virtue.<br>The wax shaping onto the floor.<br>Solidified to overcome.<br>The blood on Satan's sword.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338263" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And as they all embraced their symbol.<br>It's fear encased within their mental.<br>All saintly men have cowered and trembled.<br>At the blood on Satan's sword.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338263" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They say we'll all be torn asunder.<br>If we don't fear the darkest thunder.<br>Then we'll face the infernal slumber.<br>And taste the blood on Satan's sword.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338263" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Terrified and forlorn.<br>Still, an answer one man seeks.<br>The so-called blood on Satan's sword.<br>Why has it always gone unseen? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338263" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He has questioned their fixed path.<br>They swear he'll see the fiery bath.<br>The stained glass adorned with wrath.<br>The holiest evil now is cast.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=338263" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Onward they wander in plight<br>Are they praising whats wrong or whats right? <br>Raising their royal swords, not pride? <br>Their blades dripping of crimson lost life.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Aaron+Lynn">Aaron Lynn</a></strong></div>

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