| Men of God and Men of war
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| Carry strange affinities
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| A thirst from time immemorial
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| To be last to drink of the cup of blood
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| And wield some form of divinity
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| Far beyond the delusional congress
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| Guiding laws of man
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| Lords its will form a perch of stone
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| Cross and sword, words of time
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| Time has no dimension
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| The words of stone will crumble
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| Before the doctrine of the skies
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| Arrogance of accomplishment
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| Insignificance can’t be overstated
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| Underscored by futility
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| Very nature of our design
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| Suffer corporeal punishment
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| For the promotion of morality
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| Return to primal offerings
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| Limbic threshold that ceases to be
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| The source of Icon O
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| The source of Icon —
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| Over and over they flaunt demagoguery
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| As ants laying claim to mountains
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| Perpetually ignored
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| Suzerains of a forgotten template
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| The lid is drawn on the blink of existence
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| Existence is illusory
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| Cognizance washed away with a whimper
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| The essence of war endures
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| Arrogance of accomplishment
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| Insignificance can’t be overstated
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| Underscored by futility
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| Very nature of our design
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| Suffer corporeal punishment
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| For the promotion of morality
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| Return to primal offerings
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| Threshold that ceases to be |