Injustice

Great institutions
In stature, but not in grace
Must all be torn down

Who has justice here?
Your widows and foreigners
All cry out (inside)(to God)

You steal their money
Claiming some grand safety net
Just a spider's web

Any crime a mark
Inverted Mark of The Beast
The Omega Curse

No longer for harm
Imprisoned for slavery
A means to an end

You cannot handle
The right of authority
So it will be stripped

Along with your webs
In embarrassment they'll fall
The mockers of God

"Justice's bell tolls.
Reaching the darkest corners .
It is Judgement Day."

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