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So falls the axe, so falls the world

We bring forth a grand disfiguration

Of man as the image of god

We reject the order of creation, we herald the age of sin

As above

Blood shall rain from the heavens

We will behead them

And feast on their entrails

So below

The rats may once more live

Fueled by sacred viscera

Fueled by vital ichor

The god of capital shall fall

The cult of supremacy, destroyed

The false hierarchies of man, unmade

In nomine matris, et filie, et spiritus profani