Spewing in the Depths to Heights, Rule-breaking
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When I go into you, I know what he
Felt up in heaven, Lucifer, in love
With liberty, or more love’s anarchy.
I know what restless angels up above
The throne of Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
Felt looking down on those, down on those Three.
I know the feeling of the Heavenly Host
When Satan told them that they were not free,
Would never be, till they stopped being awed.
I know, at least a certain part of mine
Knows ranks of them must disbelieve in God
If they, like me in you, will be divine.
..Allow my flowing, flowing, flow inside
….You, hot as lava, deep, like Satan lied.
