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Purpose of life
Purpose is life, life of love
Love is life
Love is purpose
Spiritual differences
Difference, in skin and sex
The colour black as a coffee
Same directions, drowned
As the tombs of wombs becomes unnamed
Children becomes the cries of the dammed
A father of violence, a mother in silence
A family of love
A forgotten book of unwritten beatings
And if love is bricks
The ink is blood in the christforsaken religion
Blood of mind, body and Holy Spirit
As the Holy Spirit,
As the Holy Spirit allows sex to becomes unrated dreams
God turn gay in our eyes
And say,
In fear for himself, holocaust arises
And God turns Hitler
And Hitler is God
Says the Nazi, as the wall turns red
Splattered, by the strong reality  
A relation of love
Reacts the silence of ministers and the anger of people
Dark clouds turn to the heads,
And as a demonstration arises, and people march
For the sake of,
For the sake of,
The man becomes blinded with power
Cleaving through the masses,
A four-year old child stands without a mother,
And a mother without a brother
Whispering,
A confrontation of love
But it’s what they fear,
What they hear
What they thought was real, becomes the fear for them and theirs
And thy, shall not walk in the shadow of death
As you are already in it
And you,
Are already in it
Fear is love
Love your fear, and you might just survive
©2008-2009 *Grifmore
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Hope you catch the last lines irony. One of me better, if I may say so. But I'll let you judge it. (Inspired by a lot of events in the past weeks, among that the creation of my ministry :P)

Cheers for watching!
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As always, so amazing I fall down to the floor in amazement. ^^~

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Don't call me stupid, my brain is just on standby.
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When I die, I want the Grim Reaper to come and pick me up with his Harley Davidson.
I'd say thats pretty awesome, cheers mate ;]

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I used to dream of mushroom clouds.
Smoke that could block out the light.
Black flames that could eat the sun.
Replace day by permanent night.

- End Scene, Troels Abrahamsen, WHT
It's nothing ^^~

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Don't call me stupid, my brain is just on standby.
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When I die, I want the Grim Reaper to come and pick me up with his Harley Davidson.
A M A Z I N G
yes, really ^^

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Cheers mate ^^

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I used to dream of mushroom clouds.
Smoke that could block out the light.
Black flames that could eat the sun.
Replace day by permanent night.

- End Scene, Troels Abrahamsen, WHT

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