OBITUARY TO SETAIN.. YOU ARE NO MORE MICHAEL AQUINO…

OBITUARY TO SETAIN.. YOU ARE NO MORE MICHAEL AQUINO…

BEING EVIL… WAS ALL YOU KNEW!...
BEING GREEDY CRUEL… IS ALL YOU COULD DO!...

NEVER ENDING THIRST FOR BLOOD… FOR GORE…
FOR LIES… FOR PAIN AND MUCH WORSE OF GALORE…

NEVER BEING STRAIT WITH THE CREATION…
PRETENDING YOU WERE THE HIGHEST WORDILY ELEVATION…

NEVER BEING HUMAN…
IN YOUR PRETENTIOUS DISPLAY OF ALIEN BEING…

PRETENDING YOU WALK ON TWO LEGS…
FAKING HE CARES FOR OTHERS.. ONLY TILL THE NEXT MEAL…

THIS CREATURE OF YOU, THAT HIDES HIS TAIL…
HIS SCALE AND HIS HORNS…

YOU WERE NEVER A HUMAN…
NOT EVEN YOUR PINKIE TOE …

NOT EVEN A DIRT UNDER CHILD NAILS…
DIRT AS IS… DIRT, AT THE MOST…

YET, YOU EAT, RAPE, KILL, TORTURE…
ESPECIALLY YOUNG BOYS… MAKING THE MEAL: MOST OF THEM…

AND IF THESE WERE WITH EXCEPTIONAL GENES…
YOU EXTENDED YOUR INHUMANE  ‘MERCY’ TO SPLIT THEM IN THE PIECES…

TO MAKE THEM SOLDIERS OF SOLD FORTUNE…
TO MAKE THEM KILLING MACHINES OF THE DARKNESS…

DARKNESS THAT REFUSED TO SEE THE LIGHT IN EVERY HUMAN BEING…
BUT ONLY IF THIS LIGHT IS GOOD FOR YOUR MEAL… FOR YOUR DARK AGENDA SCHEMES...

DARKNESS THAT WILL NOT FEED ON THE SPIRIT OF THESE BEAUTIFUL BEINGS...
NEVER AGAIN... TO GIVE YOU A FREE WILL THAT YOU NOT DESERVE...

KNOWING YOU ARE STREEPED OF ANY AND ALL THE ORGANIC SPIRIT ENERGY...
THAT YOU STOLE FOR MILLENIA FROM BEINGS LIKE MAX...

LIKE THOUSANDS OF YOUNG CHILDRED, THAT HAD BEEN BORN ON THIS PLANET...
ONLY TO BE FEED FROM THEIR PURE HEARTS...

SO NO MORE... DEAR ONES...
NOT A SINGLE CHILD WILL BE HURT, TORTURED, BLEED OR EATEN AGAIN...

IMAGINE HAVING THE FRIEND LIKE AQUINO…
IMAGINE HAVING CHILD OF YOURS GIVEN TO HIM FOR CARING?... OR FOR DINNER?...

WHAT WOULD YOU RECEIVE BACK?...
ARE YOU SURE?... YOU WOULD RECEIVE ANYTHING BACK?...

YET, THIS POEM IS NOT FOR MICHAEL AQUINO’S LAST WORDS…
BUT FOR YOU, DEAR LEFTOVER OF HUMAN DECEIVED IN POWER OF DARKNESS…

YES… THESE WORDS ARE FOR YOU WHO STILL HAVE A CHANCE …
TO SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO TO STOP, TO EXPOSE, TO TELL THE TRUTH, TO DO IMMENSE…

THESE RHYMES ARE FOR LEFTOVER OF HUMANITY WITHIN
YOUR NASTY TIMES OF THE PAST… YOUR SORRY ASS…

KNOWING THAT HOLDING ON TO BLOOD RITUALS, GREED, DEATH AND CONTROL OVER OTHER…
IS NOT ALLOWED ON THIS ORGANIC PLANET OF HUMANITY’S AND MINE…

SO, ALL YOU CAN DO HERE IS:

TELL THE SATAIN WITHIN TO FUCK OFF… TO SKIPPY OFF IN TO THE OBLIVION OF NOTHINGNESS…

WHERE THERE WILL BE NO MORE PURE CHILD ENERGY TO ABUSE…
WHERE ONLY YOUR OWN DOINGS WILL BE CAST BACK ONTO YOU…

WHERE ONLY DESPAIR YOU PRODUCED TO ALL YOUR PREVIOUS LIVES…
WILL BE CASTED BACK TO YOUR FUCKING FACE…

OH, WAIT!… NOT TO FORGET.. THE WAR YOU WANT US TO BE PART OF…
BY DESIGN, OR BY PRODUCING WEAPONS… THIS WILL NEVER HAPPEN.. HEE…

KNOW YOUR END IS HERE, DEAR SATAIN…
NO SO DEAR CONSUMER OF HUMAN FLESH AND BLOOD…

YOU ARE NO MORE DEAR CREEP…
YOU ARE NO MORE CHRISTIAN AQUINO…

YOU ARE IN SIMPLE WORDS:
TOTALLY FUCKED BY FAITH OF TRUE HUMANITY’S GOD-WITHIN…

YOU ARE DELETED AS OF THIS MOMENT OF NOW…
SET’AN…

OR YOU CAN SIT ON YOUR OBELISK DICK…
AND FLY AWAY… LIKE YOU NEVER BEEN… YOU STUPID PRICK…

YOU ARE ERADICATED FROM THIS ORGANIC PLANE..
BAAL OR PURE SHIT FROM ALL…

YOU ARE TOTALLY FUCKED …
YOU! THE PRICK OF THE HUMAN YOU NEVER BEEN…

MICHAEL AQUINO…
YOU ARE NO MORE!!!…

I AM PSG... I AM CMA.. I AM... 

I AM YOUR WORSE NIGHTMARE...

AND I AM YOUR FUCKING JUDGE...
WHO CLAIMS, WHO COMMANDS:
YOU, MICHAEL AQUINO.. YOU ARE NO MORE!!!...