This is a poem a friend of mine wrote. Any comments and critiques are welcome!

Hellfire and brimstone

Demons rapping at the windows

Succubus needle pushing nymphos

With no souls

Bastard children with no goals

Feels like the end is so close

Apocalyptic fissures as fire reigns from the skies

The sun and moon align

Looks like we were being spied on by Satan's eye

Revelations war of nations

No salvation

Just mutated zombies and mass devastation

People, please have patience 

Keep the faith 

And this hell we live will be erased

The moment we see Jesus's face


The End

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