The angel has come to me. There is a race that I must shepherd. For better or for worse, I am foretold. I have been foretold, the age of man is ending. The cynics and saints shall have no distinction. Mankind will be obliterated into a river of marrow and souls shall not be sanctified in the sky. For too long has man misconstrued words of wisdom from a god into fucking fallacy, words of peace have been transformed into war cries. I bear the weight on my shoulders heavier than any fucking cross. A distinction placed on my hands, spoken in tongues by your disgruntled God. Mankind's demise is imminent, I'll lead you to salvation. You are the sheep to my shepherd, a scar on the lord's creation. And in the unity of the holy spirit, all power and glory is yours almighty father, forever and never. I am foretold, for better or for worse, I am foretold. So I stand before an empty throne, unafraid to die.

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