Noah, a young teenager who betrayed the anti-government group for a fake sense of freedom, responded to the devil's call.
{Whoever wrote that line undoubtedly was crazy.}
He died by the lord's bullet to the heart, and now, what remains of him is a wish left untold.
{Did no one teach this motherfucker to write a decent report? Why is he trying to be poetic?}
His radiation remains alive, now beating in the lord's memory like a lie.
{Oh god, so cringe. Is that even accurate?!}
The lord is strong. Losing a brother was no problem at all. He survived, and for our cause, he worked hard.
Like a pillar of support, he stood straight and through the light, led us all to a better future, he promised us all.
I believe in his wisdom; the end of our misery is drawing near.
In this battle, we are victorious. I believe.
{And I believe I'm going to throw up.}