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4. Buried Sacrament

Channeling through your own selfish delusional psychosis.
You burry all your hidden thoughts
deep into orifice can't believe this proclamation.
Described a realm that was damn near flawless.

But was nothing but hypocrisy.
The weight of the world was buried in sand.
From bloodline to bloodline society was close to disband.
We drew the line the sand.
The likelihood of societies growth is ignorance.
A blissful to burial to the worlds doomed sacrament.
Now every motherfucker looking for retribution will swallow what the media says.

We've traveled decades to eliminate the spawn of a doomed society.
There will be no acceptance to this deceit.
When your left at the edge of fucking hells gates.

You were brainwashed by a book of slavery.
There will be a reckoning for what these fucks have done to me.
This is your fucking sentence.
Ignorance will be the death of me.
Death of me.

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