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bastards, behind an altar

Telling lies to manupulate

They, listen to practice

I, spit at them

My words will make them bleed.

Weakness casr aside

No place for fools

Poison makers

Just blind ones take this food.

They plead......forgiveness

They plead......salvation

Scorn of the earth

Bastard priests

Enemies of selfness

And interior power.

I am the accuser

Prophet eyes

I am the accuser

Enemies of philosophy

I have winds

I have horns.