Savage displays of servitude,
within the reins of madness,
a lie given false completeness,
singular tapestry,
majestic beasts given flight,
we curse this ground we walk on,
for forever is a trained brush,
we care to give a fondness,
power lies in how we terrorise the sinners,
with the hope of redemption,
that can never come,
for the words promised,
come from the mouths of fornicators and pedofiles…
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