Saturday, April 13, 2024

Christian Death

 They March us in like we're dogs

Whipping us all the way

Believing in God is now a crime

Those of us Who stood strong

Now must pay


I have watched friends get shot

Fallow Christians dropping one by one

Some of us see the Gas chamber

Some have been covered in raw meat and 

tied to a tree for wild animals to eat

Some have died in ways I will spare the details of


The word of God is forbidden to be read or spoken here

We have defied them 

We die with a cheer

Yes it's torture 

Yes it hurts

Yes we cry in pain

But

Or love for God is steadfast 

So we bear the strain

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