| The most high walk amongt us
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| Cloaked within the flesh
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| Know not God
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| Know your fate lies in the hands
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| Of the puppeteers
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| Not divine as the parables declare
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| Broadcast from concealment, ventriloquist
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| Sermonize, exploit your marionettes
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| With strings of disdain controlled by hypocrisy
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| Stitched within the fibers of sackcloth and ash
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| A withering veil over your eyes
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| Regenerates the weakness every time you kneel
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| Set ablaze the thickets of ignorance
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| Your saviors bask in hatred of your creation
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| Stitched within the fibers of sackcloth and ash
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| Proliferating veil over your eyes
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| Trapped in blindness
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| You are servants to your overlords
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| Salvation for your slavery
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| Salivating for your soul
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| Mental distress and oppression
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| Flee from the struggle they shall detest
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| Social collapse
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| Bleeding through the hills on the horizon
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| Human holocaust
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| Lords of lavish filth
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| Feast on the dead
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| Casting shadows of ruin on the wasteland
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| Surge of murderous intent
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| Cannibals of fear
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| Casting shadows of ruin on the wasteland |