Sons of God upon the earth

Fallen from grace yet living with mirth,

Requiring women for their sinister deeds

Taking their blood and letting them bleed.

Screams in the night from their frolic and rape

No place to hide, nowhere to escape,

Penetrating their bodies, their minds, and their souls

Impregnating with beings too lovely to behold.

Defiled are they the daughters of man

An easy seduction in their master plan,

To rid the world of all that is holy

And for man to perish fearfully and slowly.

Inspired by a dream and this painting. The woman looks exactly like me.

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