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Slithering unchecked between worlds |
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Such desperation, sickening to see |
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A serpent masquerading as a prophet |
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Blind, directionless, lost |
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We all came forth |
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Excited and enthralled |
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Fooled, one and all |
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Welcomed by the mass |
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We praised every word |
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Copied every act |
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Join us |
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Follow us |
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Become us |
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Spread our word |
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Hate them, control them |
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Despise them, change their word |
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Join the cult |
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Become the cult |
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A hunger for control |
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The thirst to convert |
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Hidden by our hope, buried by our dreams |
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We believed the spoken word |
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The rhetoric of the blind |
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Prophetic rants so insane |
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Gullible, we get what we deserve |
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Flame in hand, marching onwards |
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A self-made prophet setting the world alight |
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Our home in ruins, we are torn and tattered |
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Never graced by a backwards glance |
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Flame in hand, marching onwards |
