Post by davidwiley on Mar 25, 2007 3:41:19 GMT
So long ago...
God has spoken to me once again.
"Wiley, it is time. It is time for these heathens to be punished for their crimes."
Yes, God. I understand.
I understand what I must do.
My axe calls to me. So long ago... Taking the lives of men and women, this axe blessed by God's wisdom.
Most of the Wileys, long dead.
Not I.
I return.
So long ago...
I take up my axe. I take it up and pray to the Almighty.
I return.
Blood will be spilled.
He commands it.
God has spoken to me once again.
"Wiley, it is time. It is time for these heathens to be punished for their crimes."
Yes, God. I understand.
I understand what I must do.
My axe calls to me. So long ago... Taking the lives of men and women, this axe blessed by God's wisdom.
Most of the Wileys, long dead.
Not I.
I return.
So long ago...
I take up my axe. I take it up and pray to the Almighty.
I return.
Blood will be spilled.
He commands it.