Arrington. Rip it up, kick it out.. Blood begins to flow.. Taking chances,. The only way I know.. Sacrificed everything.. I'm the grinding stone.. Ripping flesh, drawing blood..
We will not follow Rome. The twisting of our faith. With the hand of God. You wrote the new light. . The queen has decreed. You must believe like me. So it was written, so it shall be.
Rituals are carried out for reasons quite unknown. The fact remains you have no mind to call your own. Condoned by a bible I have written for myself. No duplicates, there's only one and it's on my shelf.
It's more than understanding to realize just what it means. Interpretations, different meanings can be drawn out of anything. It all makes sense now, I see it clear.
It's way past midnight. There's a howling wind. Oh God what can it be?. Something out there evil. And it's coming straight for me. The house is dark and very cold.