Fuck this, I'm done arguingOur fate is not bound to your cold foretellingAnd the doctrine that you serve does not serve this discussionIrrelevant nonsense disqualifies you
It's a sonnetThere's no way to put a ribbon on itWhile you're leavingThe rest of us will be here grievingCradling our reason
Hallowed Be Thy Name, Thy ShameSing the words in line and preyHallowed Be thy Name, Thy ShameWalk, willfully in reins
Hurricanes are coming like empiresRising seas your willful God's damning lake of fireAnd your certainty dismisses solutionThe result of our behavior is the reason that you run
It's a sonnetThere's no way to put a ribbon on itWhile you're leavingThe rest of us will be here grievingCradling our reason
Hallowed Be Thy Name, Thy ShameSing the words in line and preyHallowed Be thy Name, Thy ShameMarch willingly into
Wars won't be named, won't be framed, won't be strangeYou and not just them will fight for land, hanging man,Will you still prey then?
I'm done arguingOur fate is bound by innovation, not theory or fictionThat book you love but never read shouldn't leap into debateEspecially when your faith absolves you of empathyAccountability
Hallowed Be Thy Name, Thy ShameSing the words in time and preyHallowed Be thy Name, Thy ShameFight for a home in the nameIn the name
We will be killing for it
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