gods on earthA Poem by winter;lyraRaw dark Twisted and wicked Eyes that see only menace Must press the mass to pass the test Wreck it lest it may nest on your back Time the chords just in time to cause a ruckus Play the solemn omen Move them lest they may move on your back Weakminded Never reminded of truth Crooked Falsely apprehending by the proxy the easily acquired They succeed to further corrupt instead of mending Through deceipted avarice The sons of God in Heaven end up fighting for the gods on earth
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