A Report to satan
666 Hellion Blvd.
Commander and Chief
I am sorry to report we are having some technical difficulties here in Westmoreland, Tennessee. I have put every demon at my command on the problem. We have made little breakthrough. I have called in the media and notified all the local churches that we control and yet we are still unable to seize very much ground. Corporal pride took his troops to the front and attempted to flank the prayer team. They were repelled and are being outflanked by their intercessor troops seriously wounding many. I called in an artillery strike of fiery darts. We thought we were going to break through but just as they were going down they crawled to the altar and were cleansed and rearmed with the Word of Truth. Two battalions of demons retreated back to hell and all I could do was watch. Sergeant infirmity stood up and said he would take these Christians out once and for all. Sergeant gossip grabbed two platoons and Lieutenant doubt mustered in a full brigade and headed for the front lines. Immediately two full companies of Intercessors came up on our left flank pleading the blood of Jesus. I ordered Sergeant gossip to with-drawl but the prayer warrior ordered a legion of Angels to descend on them. We lost the entire two platoons and Sergeant gossip as well. Having seen this horror of saints in battle I thought we would strike where they were the weakest. I looked around and saw all those kids, they were just laughing at us. Oh, lord satan, I thought this would be a glorious victory. I sent our finest battalion of crack shots led by Major rebellion. He had very seldom lost a fight when overtaking children. His demons were all in place totally surrounding these unsuspecting youth. lord satan, it was a trap, they lured us in. As we were infiltrating their lines we found they were not merely children but intercessors and prayer warriors. All were fully equipped with the word of God and were well versed in how to use it. They plead the Blood of Jesus over our screaming agonizing troops with the authority of Jesus Christ Himself. I heard "No weapon formed against me shall prosper" until I was sick of it.
Well, I thought I still had hope. By now Sergeant infirmity had gotten his gorilla fighters in place, they were lined up across the altar, they were stunned by what they saw these creatures putting there. We knew Colonel greed would not have a chance. I signaled Sergeant infirmity to attack. He came in at full strength with cancer, aids, paralysis, diabetes, mental diseases, and high blood pressure. I knew we had finally gotten a strong hold. It was glorious....for a short season. Then without even warning us, one of those preacher creatures starting spinning and dancing around like his toes were on fire. Sergeant infirmity dug in deep and prepared for battle, he was quickly grounded and bound by those praying creatures.
Then one of those creatures grabbed a microphone and told everyone who was sick to come to the altar. We didnt even see the other prayer warriors standing there until it was too late. Hey by the way is it legal for him to have more than twenty angels with him at a time? Anyway that creature started calling on the Blood again, satan our boys were gone in a flash. Infirmity put up a good fight but that last blood curdling yell he put out, made my boils crawl.
We were just trying to gather our troops back together for another strike when I found out that the musicians were not as innocent as they looked. The officer at the guitar sounded out a call to arms, strings flying everywhere general religion didn't know what hit him. The entire congregation became armed to the teeth. We were ambushed I tell you. You said they would just be religious and go home back to their sins. You said it would be a walk in the park for us that we would hit them with fear and they would buckle. Well, fear was squashed between their toes at the first note.
lord satan we had no warning that these creatures had learned to worship with such intensity giving them more power than we could handle. We never had a chance. This will be my last communication because there is only a small platoon left and we are completely surrounded by Blood washed Saints of God. Good bye my master.
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