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The Hands ov Sol

Temples of gold
The sun rising, its light is blinding
it blinds the fools from truth
The serpent-vultures seek the east
They fall on their knees
and pray to their effigy
And nail themselves to the cross beside him.

A man in a coffin
nailed with lapis lazuli
Is still a corpse
like faith in the morning

Like a Dancing siren
Lead the sheep to the red waters
Of heavens gate
The gold comets torn asunder
falling from the sky!

Hands reach out for the sun
As if they could pluck it from the sky
Mammon grabs their hands,
and whispers reach further
The sheep then wander into the flames.

This poem is a diatribe against churches of all kind, any group that will rob their followers ov money or time. Turning the common man into a sheep being taxed ov their wool by the shepard. This poem makes a specific reference to the Heavens gate cult (verse 3) as an example. But if I had to aim this attack on any church in particular I would aim my fury at Scientology.

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