Sarabante Deluminate
Hands dripping innocent blood,
drowning their servants in degradation.
Imposing symbols,
inflicting rules,
under a holy veil.
A life has built onto itself,
a golden throne.
Millions hypnotized are marching blindly to a kingdom of
hate.
The dead hand has been permitted to sterilize living
through!
Run from the herd. Deluminate.
Question, behold.
All this is fraud!
Shepherds of the weak-willed,
phantom light in empty dreams.
Established sophisms be dethroned,
rooted out,
burnt and destroyed.
Deluminate...
