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[deadpie]

Drunken platitude singing a threnody in my ear
Wasted efforts in building your shit frontier
The villages under ruin of a choking fog
Introverted infinity of heaven to breed fire
Scorched earth into a parallel hell
Tezcatlipoca; scavenger of ash
You're mirror reflection is that of disappointment
And crows will peck at eyes that are morally blind
God's will crumble into the soil that made man
The irony of death is that which keeps clean hands
Rapes every angel that treasures it's wings

[Kahn]

"God's will crumble into the soil that made man."

That phrase made me think a lot.