The Serpent in the Manger Straw

The Serpent in the Manger Straw

 

I spit on thee Oh Son of God and Man

who tries to wash clean my dark throne.

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I caused man to fall,

with the bite of a simple fruit,

the core decaying every soul.

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Think You can save them from ME?

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The world was scourged and flooded

and still I live.

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I blinded prophets and humbled kings,

I crippled nations with disease and vice.

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I have stolen hope

and replaced it with wanton desire,

greed and endless ambition.

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I rule the weak and puny world you created,

replacing your truth with temptation and sin.

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I smothered the light of your good

as easily as a candle dying in the dark.

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I will trample, beat,

scourge and crucify you.

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Your death will be

my greatest victory!

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The Roman soldiers

will lance your side

and your blood will fall away

staining everything red.

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You will scream

the cry of the forsaken.

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The world will

not celebrate

your worthless death.

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You cannot build

a new world

on goodness and love.

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Man does not church

such light things.

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What needs man

of forgiveness

when he cannot

forgive himself?

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Sin makes him mine

and thus unforgiveable.

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You are flesh

and nothing more.

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Give me forty days

and I will break you

with one-tenth

the temptation of Adam.

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Sin one sin and

I will gain everything.

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Go Jesus!

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Man cannot walk

your perfect path

and follow

your unblemished way.

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That path

neither man nor devil

can follow.

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Remember, Pilate and Herod—

they have small souls.

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Your ministry

will die on the cross.