Devil Worshiper by Aanti-Christ

It is incredible how much fear is invoked in other people by the presence of a known Satanist. People who never announce their religious background, when faced with a “Devil worshiper,” suddenly become devout. How many times do I see crosses on the neck of anyone who was informed of my arrival, as if it were Drugula de Lugosi, I would be helpless.

And when these precautions don’t confuse me, the smell of nervous sweat fills the room. That’s when I feel sadistic, if that term is applied. I love to see those dusty crucifixes rescued from the bottom of the drawers, without using the catechism. Evangelical stickers that can also say, “Kick me.” The little gold crosses.

The pathetic victims of Christian propaganda wear the symbol of their model’s death around their necks, such as small electric chairs, or gas chambers or hangman’s ropes, believing that this will protect them. Protect them from what? My possible warmth and friendship.