Cutting Through the Chase
Let us get something straight, America ?
Nearly eighteen hundred years after, `Heaven's
Messiah came with a new message wrapped amid mercy
Love forgiveness turning the other cheek compassion: you became
Your own delusion this allusion the ushering in of time's end towards, an age....
Beginning her descent a betrayal then slaughtering; mirrors as chains and nothing has
Changed but their sands which remain about his illusive illusions these lies: Daemon, taste your fruit.
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