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“Oh vast Rome your ruin approaches,
Not your walls, but your lifeblood and substance;
Someone with a sharp tongue will make a dent in you,
Harsh chains will be around it all.”
Century 10:65 Nostradamus


Hey! New Babylonian Tyrants but still this same faith
Perpetual State of Fear of the Artificial Absolute comes an end.

Whore of Babylon
Reborn Raider On the poisonous Komodo Dragon
True Messenger from the Nocturnal sky
Now! My army approaches
At the gates of the ruin to be placed
Fear and hopeless prayers
End of dominance Shadows of Hierarchy!

Whore of Babylon

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