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If I was Satan the master of trickery and deceit,
What would I use to bind human feet?
Maybe a rule book with do's and don'ts,
Maybe a sin-guide with will's and won'ts,
I would speak for God, and make you tremble and fear,
I would tell you often, satan was near.
I would maybe send a savior, one for you to adore.
He would speak of me, and tell you my horror,
remember  there will be false prophets that may soon appear,
some may come from religions that hold their belief so dear.
I believe that the men to come that will be a facade,
will be from failing religions and not from the Satan or our God.

Stan -- 11-06-05

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