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Flee the gods of jealousy
and beware the gods of war
We know they are not gods at all
But are evil spirits sore

Like those that ruined Eden
And did dream to be like gods
They were spirits of rebellion
And with peace they were at odds

They whisper in the darkness
And pretend to love the light
Their speech drips wet with bitterness
As with Judas on that night

Saints are no match for angels
We seem nothing in their sight
But with faith and prayer as weapons
We may leave to God our fight

‘Though cold the kiss of Judas
as his love was just pretend
He chose, he thought, the winning side
And betrayed his only Friend -id