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The Artful Armageddon
Armageddon These here sacred walls are graffiti on the mind, Designed to make us blind. A lie artfully etched on both sides of a crooked sky. Shame, and guilt, that is how a religion is built. And with fear, that is the trinity we have long held so dear. Fists of tyrannical steel, couched in a velvet glove, Then they have the audacity to call it love. Forward to today, and it is said, all truth is a crime, In the elongated hands of unexamined time. Now here is the long sought challenge. Hold sin’s trumpet to your mind’s eye, and blow it bold. For therein is the key, to the salvation of your eternal soul. Dare to walk away from the benumbed fold, Then, watch the mighty wall crack, tremble, tumble, and fall. The Armageddon of your cherished beliefs is near, And, the ashes of what you hold dear will be gone, Will be burned away that day, I fear. The sacred strumpet, the holy harlot, a new paradigm she is ready to receive. There are no more false gods, that us, intend to deceive! As future’s fool, we rush in, devoid of sin, And for relief, step off the precipice of our long held belief. Like the zero in a divine equation, we become the hero, As we resonates brilliantly into infinity, to create a new reality.
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