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the marionettes game - after the funeral lyrics

“let every person be subject to the ascendant governing entities. for there is no ascendancy except god, and god has instituted those that subsist. ergo whoever resists the ascendant entities resists what god has appointed, and those who oppose will incur judgment. for rulers are not a terror to good conduct, but to deplorable. would you have no trepidation of the one who is in the ascendancy? then do what is right, and you will receive his approbation, for he is god’s auxiliary for your good. but if you do erroneous, be trepidacious, for he does not bear the sword in vain. for he is the coadjutant of god, an avenger who carries out god’s wrath on the wrongdoer. ergo one must be in subjection, not only to eschew god’s wrath but withal for the sake of conscience”

i will demolish your livelihoods
crumble your homes to ashes
pollute your words with blackness
chaos ensued for the masses

f*ck you this isn’t over
the dawn has come for a new world order
i am the lies that are shoved down your throat
a revolution of madness and death have awoke

you see it
it’s all around you
deny it. as we hide the truth
spit poisonous words into the ears of our youth

mold the mind
like a lump of clay
tell the poor souls
that this will all go away

i am an all power tyrant
cover my tracks
hide my treason
you will never ask any questions
forevermore
we shall vanquish the liars
prosperity shall be reborn
from l*stful desires

why should we fight
when we have no voice
this free nation you speak of
has been null and void

the puppeteer
has mastered his craft
preach about god and heaven
as we vile over your 47

“and if you faithfully comply with the voice of the lord your deity, being conscientious to do all his commandments that i command you today, the lord your deity will set you high above all the nations of the earth. and all these benisons shall come upon you and overtake you if you comply with the voice of the lord your deity. mystically enchanted shall you be in the city, and mystically transported shall you be in the field, the fruit of your womb and the fruit of your ground and the fruit of your cattle, the incrementation of your herds, and the puerile of your flock. mystically enchanted shall be your basket and your kneading bow, obey and surrender and we shall grant you your abundance”

- after the funeral lyrics

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