202 – A Sickened §aint [Revision]

Loudly proclaims: "I Am Christian" 
Are the lousiest people I have met 
They have never won any award, nor 
Appear anywhere near pearl podiums 
Just §üM∿infinite Losers, and need 
øDD∿Ӫmnipotent God just to receive 
§üM∿participation trophy N reality 

They pretend to read the Good Book 
Attempting 2 make §üM∿Holy facades 
Acting as masks of their dead×soul 
That's rotting from the Inside∿Out 
So spewing §criptures like perfume 
2 hide that stench of death breath 
Even worse than from §üM∿Meth-head 

Preaching fire & brimstone unaware 
They should preach to their mirror 
Never have read Bible's Revelation 
But choose to project condemnation 
To unaware ears Whö shouldn't hear 
Holy names & §acred §cripture 'til 
Hearts impart ♡ Ünconditional Love 

Until that moment, any unholy word 
Spoken N the Name of your ØИΣ∿Lord 
B your Ego's Sin against Him - for 
You are ИØ longer N God's service; 
His Name B servicing a Satanic Ego 
As Blasphemy's bastard born having 
Taken your Lord's Holy Name N vain