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In tens they gather,

And bow their heads,

Before the temple,

Crumbling to death,

Murmuring, frightened,

Look to the East,

Cluttering and clanking,

Approaches the priest.

The priest of the temple,

With its wicked designs,

Circuits that glow,

A demon of science.

Guide us wise one,

Show us the light,

In your immense wisdom,

Does the road stand bright...

They wait for wisdom

From machine mouth,

When jaws open,

Bile spews out,

In seconds they realize,

And stare aghast,

Man became primitive,

From his glorious past.

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The priest of the temple,

Lumbers back within,

A demon of science,

History's assassin.

The followers lay dying,

Writhing in pain,

History forgets,

Those it has slain.