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Heed your heavy languish
For prejudice births malcontents
Thirst their anguish
And convene your serpents

We shall stay relentless
The meek are burdens to glory
Glare at mind abscess
Apathy is obligatory

Obsequious are the faithful
Vessels for grandiose malevolence
Let us remain baneful
Against the pseudo-benevolence

The serpents always know
What you do surreptitiously
Offer your eye to the crow
Let it consume voraciously

Crucify your false saviour
Let blood run through its head
Rid of a blind man's fervour
Lend him eternal dread

Pull out the impostor's teeth
Skin its visage
See what is beneath
Now you understand its mirage

Do not obscure the execrable
To the helpless hosts
They shall be untouchable
They shall recite new oaths

Now you're captured
Sulphur in your lungs
Their souls are being tortured
Spoken to in unholy tongues

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 25, 2019 ⏰

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