the most high walk amongt us, cloaked within the flesh know not God know your fate lies in the hands of the puppeteers not divine as the parables declare
broadcast from concealment, ventriloquist sermonize, exploit your marionettes with strings of disdain controlled by hypocrisy stitched within the fibers of sackcloth and ash a withering veil over your eyes regenerates the weakness every time you kneel set ablaze the thickets of ignorance
Your saviors bask in hatred of your creation stitched within the fibers of sackcloth and ash proliferating veil over your eyes trapped in blindness you are servants to your overlords
salvation for your slavery salivating for your soul mental distress and oppression flee from the struggle they shall detest
social collapse bleeding through the hills on the horizon human holocaust
lords of lavish filth feast on the dead casting shadows of ruin on the wasteland surge of murderous intent cannibals of fear casting shadows of ruin on the wasteland