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Mass Suppression

Stupefied and distorted perception
Bliss has hardened in eyes
Crippled souls have been prepared
To absorb an artificial will

Smell of holy carrion
Greedily inhaled
And exhausted masses
Are beginning to hallucinate

Hymn of saint vanity
Sounds from the bells
Divine lash of suppression
Licks devoted bones
Laudation of lies

Under siege of the signs –
The tools of control
Freedom nailed to cross
Misled posthumous reward

Tireless eyes always searching for a prey
Inspiring fear, inspiring lies
Hope is possession
The illusion of god transforms to overdose

Stupefied and distorted perception
Bliss has hardened in eyes
Exhausted masses
Never see they are crucified

Sprouted avid roots in millennial rot
Faultless splendor covers carnal stench
Triumph over the mind

Under siege of the signs –
The tools of control
Centuries polished craft to multiply
Numbers of the possessed

Faith is mass supression

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