Before my physical birth, spiritual chains and shackles were entangled about my tiny body. Even before I became flesh and blood and able to take my first breath, I was destined to be enslaved by demonic influences. My destiny of doom had already been predetermined by satan. The evil one was going to possess me. My ancestor's order from satan was to consecrate and set me apart for his handiwork. Giving tribute to their lord satan, my ancestors pledged...