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*Beautiful Satan*

The church is not your friend
It's a business brand with the bible as a legal tender
I mean places that teach you to hate a person rather than an act against humanity.
'Cause the places that don't withhold a drop of love is where God lives

The Satan with a cigarette we were asked to fear and hate,
Saved our ass from getting raped by the angel with a bible.
Their real god is the one on pulpit,
Who teaches us to add a car to the number on his garage
Even when we can't afford a grain of maize comfortably.

Isn't Satan beautiful enough to let me develop my mind with knowledge?
Rather than sit all day reading stories about the Jews that are long gone.
Causing me to wear animal skin instead of furs
In a place and time where cars have taken over from donkeys.

I think we misplaced Satan
We turned Him that loved us for us
Into him that dictates our meals
And turns us into hypocrites of our true nature -living in bondage.

The god you worship,
Is the Satan who weaved a trust into your ignorance.
The God who loves without our contribution
Is the beautiful Satan we reject.

He doesn't live in the church
But in everyone who has a pure thought towards life and people.
He doesn't have a religion
He has a relationship with his creation.

©Achi Gp Nuel

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