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Mar 2022
Of mankind, and marvels, and evil, and sin,
shall I to you tell, and conspiracies grand,
how evil did root and was routed again,
again did take hold, then assumed its command --

Humanity, meager, and ignorant, true,
prescribed, in its innocence, something unsafe;
"all actions observed, when repeated, are due
to occur in an otherwise similar way."

From hence did presumptions material grow,
as Earth seemed unbridled with secrets unveiled,
yet blind to the cosmic, which scholars can't know,
and quickly our spiritual growth was derailed.

Then renaissance brought forth a light in the dark,
and drove out the devils which long had made rest!
In warmth, mankind flourished, but death made its mark,
electing to put human wit to the test.

The satans, most clever, made icons of gods,
and puppeteered cruelly malicious didacts,
deceiving the world with a meager façade,
and in goodness' name did commit vile acts.

Thus evil, to men, seemed to make itself God,
and cleverly let itself fall 'gainst our blades,
from shadows announcing the death of the Lord,
and slyly implying all mortal debts paid.

But be not deceived! For this battle yet rages,
and now more than ever we stand to defend
from treacherous devils, and satanist mages,
so bear true your blade 'til this battle shall end.
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   Larry
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