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Date 1004006E2

and to the known
from the farthest reaches
to the the smallest unseens
above the very heavens its self
and beyond that witch is known
to this place is not found
untouched by mortal hands
but the rage sleeps
for the deep betrayal

the old ways of the cult have come to fall
and of those that were once bother and sisters
now only contempt
they sting with their false words
they live in the lie that is the warland
they see only truth
truth of the nonexistent
the joke that is the cult lands
now just a forgotten memory

now only fools seek to contact
on boxes of past days
on words that have no meaning
from the Priest has no place among them
he has ascended
come far to the lands of fire water
but still fools come with invite
as if i was theirs
as if i could
as if i would

now the warriors are marry band
marching to the forefront of the world
to concur with great tech
the ever changing and always improving
the all mighty
the all powerful
the children of the Machine God
the slaves of his warriors
and to them is the warland

praise be to the tech