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sngrant96

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The Father
by Strickland N. Grant

He is my Father, I his son
Never t'was a day he had not won
He fights for good and truth not sin
Ye think him not, ye shall not win.

To fight for wrong and show no good
So dost thou think he never could
Do things wonderful, truly great
That show his power to create.

For I do see my Father now
Though I've seen him before I know not how
My Father Satan doth draw near
And now I feel him, now I hear.

He hath been wronged by many of faith
Now i do hear great Lucifer saith
"O, he who doth bring down my foe
Shall be rewarded rightly so!"
 
I like it! :) Very awesome and touching. If you ever write any more
poems, please do share them with us here! Hail Father Satan always!
Hail Lord Andras! Hail Sorath, the one who burns!

On 11/12/13, sngrant96 <sngrant96@... wrote:
The Father
by Strickland N. Grant

He is my Father, I his son
Never t'was a day he had not won
He fights for good and truth not sin
Ye think him not, ye shall not win.

To fight for wrong and show no good
So dost thou think he never could
Do things wonderful, truly great
That show his power to create.

For I do see my Father now
Though I've seen him before I know not how
My Father Satan doth draw near
And now I feel him, now I hear.

He hath been wronged by many of faith
Now i do hear great Lucifer saith
"O, he who doth bring down my foe
Shall be rewarded rightly so!"
 
That is very lovely indeed.



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On Wed, Nov 13, 2013 5:34 PM PST Allison P wrote:

I like it! :) Very awesome and touching. If you ever write any more
poems, please do share them with us here! Hail Father Satan always!
Hail Lord Andras! Hail Sorath, the one who burns!

On 11/12/13, sngrant96 <sngrant96@... wrote:
The Father
by Strickland N. Grant

He is my Father, I his son
Never t'was a day he had not won
He fights for good and truth not sin
Ye think him not, ye shall not win.

To fight for wrong and show no good
So dost thou think he never could
Do things wonderful, truly great
That show his power to create.

For I do see my Father now
Though I've seen him before I know not how
My Father Satan doth draw near
And now I feel him, now I hear.

He hath been wronged by many of faith
Now i do hear great Lucifer saith
"O, he who doth bring down my foe
Shall be rewarded rightly so!"
 
Damn it, I've accidentally deleted this poem, and I wanted to read it BADLY :p

It is a decent one, I agree, it is beautiful and positive :)
There is something that I also found interesting... about its author.

While looking for the author, I only remembered "Grant" (thanks to which I could find it). And later I typed all the name to look for more of his works, if any. I searched "Strickland" in the  it was this Aldric Strickland.

That person appears with such names as Brian Gibbons, Raven... weren't they branded as infiltrators btw?
Oh, and an interesting coincidence, because I recalled where I really know this "Grant" from - an American president - Ulysses Grant. I checked him and... "Hiram Ulysses Grant was born in Point Pleasant, Ohio on April 27, 1822 to Jesse Root Grant" And this "Jesse" I found familiar... and this is what I found:

"I was referring to a well-known megalomaniac troll called Jesse Parton a.k.a damnplanetsaturn or Aldric. Unless you're him with a different account or his girlfriend or something like that, you..."http://groups.yahoo.com/neo/groups/Joyo ... ges/106909
Is he the same person?

HS!


---In JoyofSatan666@yahoogroups.com, <soutlaw92@... wrote:

That is very lovely indeed.



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On Wed, Nov 13, 2013 5:34 PM PST Allison P wrote:

I like it! :) Very awesome and touching. If you ever write any more
poems, please do share them with us here! Hail Father Satan always!
Hail Lord Andras! Hail Sorath, the one who burns!

On 11/12/13, sngrant96 <sngrant96@... wrote:
The Father
by Strickland N. Grant

He is my Father, I his son
Never t'was a day he had not won
He fights for good and truth not sin
Ye think him not, ye shall not win.

To fight for wrong and show no good
So dost thou think he never could
Do things wonderful, truly great
That show his power to create.

For I do see my Father now
Though I've seen him before I know not how
My Father Satan doth draw near
And now I feel him, now I hear.

He hath been wronged by many of faith
Now i do hear great Lucifer saith
"O, he who doth bring down my foe
Shall be rewarded rightly so!"
 

Al Jilwah: Chapter IV

"It is my desire that all my followers unite in a bond of unity, lest those who are without prevail against them." - Shaitan

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