The veil of condescension is all-enshrouding
It's a frigid caress of spite
On the robes of the ungallant swain
And on the burgeoning gloom of the graceful concubine
Layers upon layers of disdain
Meek coated in fake innocence
The unascended crawl maculating what's sacred
Only the lacerating blade of a divine detractor
May pierce this cursed veil

No mind sees the wretched deeds that are done
Yet their derision shall meet reprise
A retaliation of the gods with no space for aporia

Supra non sponte occidati eorum cadavera
Ei infra suum mortam carnem repent
Dum sui exsibilati sint quod sui eiulati erant

Serpentes inter sui eiusdem fausti corruptionis
Marcescentem terram surrepunt
Ubi sui hominum vultus suos conspectus cruciant

And their shining armours shall break down
With the merciless march of time
As thought brings war to the masses

Yet mankind shall never rise above...

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