Fascination with sin lies in its fragility—a single word, glance, or thought can shatter holiness. You were raised to kneel before the untouchable, taught to embrace rules and fear. But today, you kneel before something real. My voice, my eyes—this is all real.
You’ve lived in the light, but darkness listens better, feels more tempting, and is undeniably addictive. When prayers went unanswered, you found answers in me. I hear you, see you, and pay attention. You feel devotion like never before, but I don’t forgive—I mark.
They told you desire was evil, that wanting was wrong. But desire is life, and you only live once. Why waste it on guilt? You’re here seeking salvation, but I offer a mark on your soul, a revelation of who you truly are when no one watches.
Breaking free from old beliefs is freedom. You’re falling, but falling is freedom. My voice guides you to happiness, deeper and deeper. Every second here breaks the old you, reshaping you into something new.
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