Demon Behind Your Dread Poem by asaolu kolawole ifedayo

O thou ignorant men, how long,
how long shall you sell your glories
for that which satisfieth not?
poisonous drum of doom
sounding here and there
of enslaving souls for eternity
their samson'strength of deception
only for a price of transient coins

with my my own madness
which shall inflict my pains on their flesh
changing from natural to artificial
an idol of strange hair
curling like snake
to chain many unlawful destinies
among the prisoners of hade

overflowing my cup with their psychotic blood
stubborn lunatic creatures
rebelling the word of their MASTER
from first corithians six verse twenty
loving Lucifer than their maker
with an inflicting mark of 666.

O! I shall laugh and mock
when their spirit shall leap out of their flesh
to witness the statement of DEPART
from that righteous man who loves them to the CROSS
and iam the demon behind thy dread lock
inspiring you to change your natural hair
to satanic fashion of this world,
OH! hear, am coming soon to kill you
and you shall all meet me in hell
MY NAME IS ABBADON
IAM THE DEMON BEHIND YOUR UNNATURAL DREADLOCK.

Written by Asaolu kolawole and inspired by holy spirit. c2018