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Strangers enter our gardens of restriction

waves of chaos, blossoms of demission

Like an avalanche strikes down

reflections of madness envenom

Banners of rebellion in our grasp

Our anger...pure, but yet not enough

Shall we reach the ultimate I

or we'll fall in their disgusting embrace?

Times of abysmal greed

and false idols of mercy

Collars of submission around our necks

Chained in service of ethereal kings

So I'm listening to your poisonous lies

infecting my thoughts of free will

Giving me "all that I need to know"

rules, frames and reasons to bow

Burdening my whole restless being

preventing me from understanding

For all the paradox I'm seeing

covered in your iron doctrine

How can one deserve

to dwell in places divine?

When his deeds and thoughts not his own

forced from imaginary host above

Greeting all who serve without question

blessings for those who serve with passion

Righteous punishment for all heads risen

dissolved I see your shadowed dualism