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Sacrificed yourself
to the gods. Did you?
I cut your
mother tongue out.
I sow salt
in the fields of the fatherland.
I take a mouth
full of freedom.

The wages of sin are freedom. And though the wages of freedom may be death. Is it not better to live with uncertainty than to fear taking an honest breath?

So scrape the veil
of faith from your eyes.
Your prayers ascend
like black smoke to the empty skies.
Under your
carnivorous god of deceit
maybe just
do you fell incomplete?

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