In Memoriam: Pius XII

Last Known Pope

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Pope Pius XII

Eugenio María Giuseppe Giovanni Pacelli

His Kingdom

(2 of March 1939- 9 of October 1958)

Yesterday, but 60 years before, Pope Pius XII send his soul to The Lord. His "sucesor", Angelo Roncali, best known as John XXIII, made the heretical and modernist second Vatican Council, and invented the apostate, anti-catholic, pedophile defender, masonic, talmudic, and communist novus ordo religion.

We are sorrowing our Church, not because she is dead (a long period without a pope does not mean that the Church is not available anymore), but because that satanic sect pretends to be Our Catholic Church and deceives millions.

This little pieces of poetry may remember those safe times, and the great tragedy that happened with Christianity.

In Memoriam

In this times of apostasy

And great malignancy

When sin roams rampantly

And vomits its rights

It is sad to remember, with solemn sighs

What it was like before

A flock of sheep 

Protected by faithful pastors

Who protected them from falling deep

And from devilish monitors

The Roman Catholic Church

One, Holy, Apostolic, infalible

She step triumphantly over the roach

And punishes the punishable

She is the Spouse of Christ

That will not deceive
And she has all the rights
To all glory receive



The Pope is the sweet Vicar
Who vigils with great care
How can he be a poisonous cigar?
Can hells gate´s make such big dare?



The Priests do what angels can not
They consecrate the Holy Host
When they lack all spot
Souls arrive Heaven the most



Hermits, Nuns and Monks live on penitence
They pray with fervor for all of us
They live holy lives without a pence
For love they refuse the worldly rust



Theologians teach the holy Doctrine
They demonstrate her rights
God helps them to walk in the line
So they do not hide the lights



The Holy Mass repeats the Great Sacrifice
That Our Lord did with love on the cross
Do not assist Mass with ice
Or a lot you shall loss



The species may look like wine and bread
But they are Christ´s body and blood
The souls to Heaven they lead
And the Sacrifice saved us from mud



Everything was done with respect
God was treated as He deserves
The Church can not have a defect
And betray and worship your senses

So we wonder why the revolution
Which was done with satanic resolution
We can see it was not a solution
It was an infernal mock
That eclipsed our Rock
Which is the dear Spouse of Christ

60 Years Of Grief

60 years of grief

For our beloved Church

Is not that she is dead

But eclipsed by black moons

They got drunk with modernism

And swelled with pelagianism

They consumed lutheranism

And mixed all the heresies

They came together like hyenas

And howled like rabid wolves

They killed souls like piranhas

And growled like chimpanzees

They toke away our food

And gave us miserable crackers

They toke away our drink

And gave us water on the hand

They desecrate our Churches

And built satanic monstruosities

They burned our Images

And drew hideous scrawls

They danced with the pagans

And denied proselytism for them

They danced with the liberals

And imitated their ways

They lied to millions of souls

And molested their little boys

They consumed billions of souls

And rejoiced in their blood

They lied to us, they lied,

And still pretend to be the Church?

They are: sodom, sodom, sodom

And they still want Heaven?

And are we forced to recognize them'

And their idol is the Pope?

Can´t they be honest one time

And accept they are from satan?