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In the labyrinth of thoughts, where worlds silently revolve,
Under the shadow of the Monarch ruling in unseen illusions,
A solitary Sovereign, avatar of ancestral downfall,
Reigns eternally over human souls, ephemeral and fragile.
And only Christ, the divine opposition, pure and chosen light,
Dared to stand before the throne of this vicious world.
On the first step, the liberal with sweet words and grand plans,
Gathers debtor serfs under the false banner of freedom,
Raising toilets, imposing taxes, wrapping them in his subtle web,
Creating an appearance of well-being, a perfidious and useless lie.
Then, towards the Academy, to the temples of cold marble,
Freemasonry spreads its wing, where a spark of understanding passes.
The second level, where intellect, a withered leaf, flickers,
The Mason displays his secrets, through dark, whispered lodges,
But the primitives remain with the party, wallowing in political mire,
Without seeing how the veil tears, how secrets multiply and surrender.
Progressivism, the third step, is a Luciferian release in the night,
Where the human being believes itself a god, forgetting dogmas and deeds.
"Liberated from moral tyranny," from any divine judgment,
It seeks "the nectar of this world," soothing in debauchery and passion,
The liberalization of morals, of vices, of sin, without any brake,
Everything is permitted, all is enclosed in a diabolic, foreign trap.
But without support, politicians wither, close in on themselves,
No one wants to work for those who lose their own destinies.
Therefore, the next level, Technocracy, a god of steel and silicon,
Control of the "liberated" masses, through technologies of artifice,
"Let the Saxon from Sibiu come," a sinister whisper is heard in the wind,
"Let the satanists come," with hidden faces and silent intentions.
Transhumanism and goetic interdependence, a strange symbiosis,
Between masses and AI, between Mac codes and 5G towers, a tyranny.
Total control, absolute accounting, boundless monitoring,
The Beast 666 from Brussels, weaving its web across the world, on lands.
Once morality is abolished, there's no turning back, we plunge into the abyss,
Any adherence to these steps is a renunciation, a curse we bear.
A satanic "evolution," within the deceived progressive flock,
From liberal to technocrat, from mason to the monarch struggling in the shadows.
University academia, evangelical sectarianism, hidden deceptions,
Social destructuralism, the absence of family, contorted theologies exposed,
Unionist theosophy, an impure blend, a perfidious lie,
Satan's army extends, hidden and ignited in every being.
The liberal, as satanic as the technocrat, as the monarchist lying in the grave,
Only the degree of knowledge differs, the depth in this covenant.
They are all satanists, all who sell their souls for power and deceit,
In this world of the Monarch, where loneliness is a prayer,
For my soul, a lost tear in the cosmic ocean, vibrates,
Seeking the hidden light, the meaning in the chaos that surrounds and envelops me.
A thin golden thread binds me to my star, to an endless dream,
A hypnotic musicality in the night, a silent and spirited song.
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