Lletres:
Thanatos Undead Unholy Divine

of a thousand non-believers A cosmic design beyond our knowledge, Demonic forces inherit the cathedral Galloping hooves of the undead steeds Still echo

Poverty and war, death and deceit, Dying of floods or heatwave, again and again, Primitive minds, praying in vain, To their gods, to ease the pain You

The symbols of your civilisation, Erased with a single strike No warning shot, no explanation, Just a terrifying sea of light In the final seconds of

Conforming to dogmatic standards, institutional obedience Chained in solidarity, individuality obscured To inhere in a contrived framework of hate Embodiment

of a thousand non-believers A cosmic design beyond our knowledge, Demonic forces inherit the cathedral Galloping hooves of the undead steeds Still

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