fastidiously coddle these crumbling tenets!
prop up the putrid corpulent prophets!
overlords enamoured with this sense of sanctity
debauched they practice intolerable acts
animate their jaws to spout brittle realities,
shattering as they speak these grave inaccuracies
through gritted teeth! I spit at thee!
cross bearing bastards, death cults of Christendom
justifying the teaching of fiction, curtailing the learning of billions of children
eat of the septic meats of emaciated [pagan] gods
humiliated we drag them from their vaults
ideograms tempered in imperfect ore
glorifying necrophilia
abandoned apocrypha
salutations
coffin god
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