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In place of influence/invincible position
The lie you believe in

Awaiting a response, no one stands
When you attack my God
And His precious, precious truth

Fabricated truth spurts forth
From your intellectual wounds
Crushing hammers to the skull of rationality
Seeking to obliterate truth
From the lips of the beautiful
Malignancy eats at your soul

Pride/All you have left
Ad hominem/Your last defense

Year in. year out
You seek out one to slaughter
To intellectually torture and dismember
Upon a table of philosophical butchery
Perverse/You desire to hear them cry out

Sick man you are
Believing your "truth" can save you
You and your hammers will lie gutted and severed
Not a threat, but a promise of your future

My heart takes over my body
I rise, you laugh
You draw your hammer
Try to break my skull of objective distinctions
All eyes are fixed,
For we are in the battlefield of ideas

You desire my parents' philosophy to be my weapon