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Division Man

Weakest of the brood
I have become a priest
Bullshit provides my food
Useless at the least
Yes i did my mother proud
Yes i did my father proud
Steady i lead my sheep
Never going too deep

Bullied as a child
So now face my revenge
Honour me i'll treat you mild
Oppose me and you'll feel the wrench
In my work for servitude
I take what i can get
I prey on destitute
And i'm getting rather fat

Fairy tales
Fantastic stories
Always enchanting me
Perfect stupidity
Empty spirits
Perfect herding
Empty merits

I received the sight of light
Even though i see shite
I abuse with ritual fear
Servants i rape all i want
My life is rather dear
Of power i am rather fond
You can find me anywhere
Division man the dining bear

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