To truly see — not just through eyes — Is how the Soul survives and flies. This isn’t sight — it’s piercing through The poisoned veil to what is true.
All "consciousness" is fog and fraud If you believe — you’re just a cog. Believe the BEASTS, their ****** show — You **** your Mind. That’s all you know.
Let intuition light the core, While critique burns like iodine — It scorches lies, it breaks the door Where chains of falsehood intertwine.
A trusting fool? Then brace to lose — The BEASTS will tear the holy loose. They breed soullessness like disease, Expanding hell with quiet ease.
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1. Believe the Beasts — your mind is dead, Their filth is all you’ll think instead.
2. To truly see is Soul’s defense — Not eyes, but fire of inner sense.
3. They breed the void, they flood the land — With soulless hate and ****** hand.