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The calamity of fables to dire mysteries of spell casting

Wicked walks through sorcery treachery collides with calm

Fire and brimstone a prophecy in puerility

My fire and brimstone is indulgence and dissent

  Waesucks! The jape in all its wounded pageant

Has etched its sincerity upon the witless knaves

A simper of collogue purport of diluents design

The emesis of comic comity is a solace to insane bent

The jesting stock of fantasy uncovenanted yet strong

Cries with intertwined battles of verity and verse

Iesus Nazarenus Rex Iudaeorum

Thy dominion scalds sorrowfully

At the memories of Gabbatha

  Dehisce the heads of the righteous release those captive minds

Through the powers of Balaam brand the truths of greed

By the wisdom of Bast and Thoth gather to reave life’s “sins”

Rebaptise thyself into rebellion and chaos with blood

  Your Son shall not shine again

Dead murmurs at Calvary

A crimson cascade to man

…Fire and brimstone

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Claimed my brothers’ freedoms

Revenge the autumn of deceit

…Fire and brimstone

  Joyance for our triumphs He of right has fell

Epistler scripts the legend bawls into his hands

Forswear the Prince

Toilsome is the way of the cross powerless against

Our enemies are destroyed victory the prize

In original sin…

  Salve

Salve

Salve

  Fire and brimstone