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Infinite degrees of separation

from the world of living humans.

Cruel lie the shadows here

created by the arsonist mind.

For the rising of the horns

in the flames of the burning church.

For the rising of the horns

in the darkness of the winter's heart.

Can you see the smoke of the funerals rising?

Can you smell the stench of the burning corpses?

If only they were from the living flesh

of the believers in all the falsehoods...

Infinite degrees of damnation

in this world of immoral humans.

Rising above and beyond the will

of the folly of despicable religion.