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Written by: Geoffery McHugh

I do work for you, and I know what you seek to build, you merchant, you creditor, you money-man. I know because you made us all the way we are, weak.You made me into some monster to do your dirty work, some Golem. but I am wise to you, you ugly vulture, I'll not pull stone for you more. You seek to build a masouleum, a glorious tribute to you and your school of thought. But you are not soveriegn of the Nile, and we are not your slaves. When this ugly ziggurat is pulled down, no man will be buried within a bloody mountain. We will all be equal, unified by the embrace of silicates and stones.