I serve the heavens, I feel it, their righteous anger, the willfulness, of children, the beginning, and the end, what do they wish of me, to serve on bended knee, no need, to do it, in spite, no need, to ask, what’s right, you need only know, the heavens are just, from above, to the depths of hell, he has justified, all sin, all violence, the good in us, echoes out, it asks, why can’t it all be dreams, and fairy dust, the anger of the heavens, that vast ocean of reason, we are but the dirt, ants and worms in the ground, disposable, if we don’t act, according to his will, some are allowed love, some are allowed dreams, it exists, all the good things, but circumstance, and reason, so many things, you have to earn them, it is a reward, a gift from the heavens, but when he says jump, when he says strike, in your blade, there can be no hesitation, we are dirt, but with him on your side, you stand on solid ground.

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