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Take their heads

Their profits speak

And hordes surge

Celebrating on

Unseen corpses

Disgusting groveling sheep

Raise the prophet higher

Praises drooling from

Slack jawed simpletons

What goes up must keep going

Or the hammer falls

A poisoned well is the

Only source of sustenance

Thoughts fed contempt grow fat

gorging on the gristle of their lies

Humanity all but eroded

Pluck out their feeble minds

Drones are all that suffice

Toothless men

Pat themselves on the back

With clawless hands

And kiss the rings of those

Which wring the necks of dissent

Celebrating

Ghastly priests

Those headless heedless idolaters

Scatter their brains

In a beautiful pattern of splatter