In shadows deep, where darkness thrives,
The Agents of Satan weave their lies.
A world once bathed in holy light,
Now tainted, twisted, veiled from sight.
Their hands, like serpents, deftly turn,
From sacred hymns to ashes burn.
They dance upon the fragile thread,
Unraveling truths, leaving souls misled.
I. The Toxic Veil
The world they mold, a toxic brew,
Where innocence fades, and hope is few.
Children, tender blooms, caught in the storm,
Their laughter silenced, hearts forlorn.
Each day, the poison seeps anew,
From Satan's chalice, bitter and blue.
They whisper falsehoods, sweet deceit,
And innocence withers, petals fleet.
II. Unholy Alchemy
They forge unholy alchemy,
Turning holy water to venom's spree.
The natural order, once divine,
Now twisted, gnarled, a wicked design.
They scoff at truth, embrace the lie,
Their tongues aflame with treachery's dye.
Abortion hailed as liberty's song,
Sexual deviancy, life's spice, so wrong.
III. The Puppeteers
Strings unseen, they deftly pull,
Claiming dominion, playing God's role.
Christians, mere pawns, they mock and scorn,
As if their faith were a curse to mourn.
Control they crave, like famished beasts,
Yet hide behind veils, their motives least.
"We serve no devil," their lips proclaim,
But Satan's shadow dances in their game.
IV. The False Freedom
Personal freedom, individual's right,
In their twisted lexicon, takes flight.
Not Christ's embrace, nor love's pure flame,
But wicked desires, fueled by shame.
They wield their symbols, masks of choice,
While souls unravel, losing voice.
To tolerate their deeds, we must not yield,
For they corrupt hearts, our spirits sealed.
V. The Cosmic Battle
Two forces clash, eternal strife,
God's radiant love against darkness' knife.
Satan's whispers lure, beguile, deceive,
Yet God's truth persists, steadfast, believe.
Choose wisely, mortal soul, your path,
For every step echoes eternity's wrath.
To follow God's light or Satan's snare,
The choice is yours, the cosmic dare.
Remember this truth, unyielding, stark:
To stray from God is to follow the dark.
The Agents of Satan, their web entwined,
But redemption awaits for hearts aligned.
So let us rise, ignite the flame,
Illuminate shadows, reclaim our name.
For in this battle, souls are won,
And love's redemption shall outshine the sun.
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