Maleficent Condescension: Bent Apocalypse Knees I

The finality of words; We hate You,

    Fear never made a better man, Promises unkept left prayerful hearts heaving empty threats to deaf inflamed heavenly unproven existence ears, Where the g-d of all this torment rots! Beyond the vapid sermons of hypnotized destinies origin plot hole, The tears have carved our hearts bitter as unfeeling gold, Left glittering shards of dusty hope on any idol grasped at to fulfil an intoxicated eyelids ninety nine percent placid ending... To this life.

In lieu of our participation in,
The unpleasure of life