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Like a disease

This perversion of old has spread

Prophecies from ages past

Foretold it's arrival

It came like a horde of locusts

Eating away at human conscience

Deafening their ears

And shielding them from the Light

One by one

Those possessed by the sickness

Churned out lies and fables

Spreading the sickness further and further

Behold!

Blood is the cure

Blood from the One who was pierced

For our iniquities