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The sun rays cloak the face. The muscles swell and ache. Both knees give in. The first stab penetrates. My eyes see ain't, but flesh I feel. Tendons push the point. Secretions ornations. The grip tightens. No more resistance. My eyes see ain't, but mockery I hear. If I ask you, which one will you hear, will Dismas or Gestas be the one? He is not here anymore, gone now.
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Be meek, be penitent
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No more words needed, could only be a blessig. Aren't you happy it happend? Everything's in the past, now's the time to rejoice. Aren't you happy it happend? Come, prostrate at the altar. The Lord taketh, but the Lord giveth. Bless this day. Oh, joyfull be. Hear these words and repeat:
“With hardships come blessings”
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Oh, you, the walker of thresholds. The salt and the sulfur. Come forth.
Father's womb, mother's phallus. Bring down the castrum's walls.
Oh, you, the master of the ropes, who binds Achamoth and Yeshu. Come forth. Son's bow, daughter's sword. Bring down the praetor. You sow, we reap.
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Praise Izavel
04:05
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Adorned, defiant look. Caller of the storms. The evening star.
Slandered and defiled. Praised be. From the house of ivory
shower on our lands. May the bull of heaven trample on their lands.
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The womb keys
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Petrus holds the keys to the gates of suffering. Oh, how he mocks us.
Left hanging by the hair, cast off to the bottom, set into a lake of blood.
How merciful these angels are. And for the worst crime of all, denying
the children of the Lord, all the evils of the world. How merciful is His love. Trust me. Believe Him. Only then you'll be freed.
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Faceless hero, eternal avenger. Rise again to shame mankind. Hidden, defaced, shamed, bounded. Walk again and remind mankind.
Let the whip sting at the face of the usurper.
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