Ye have strayed from magiks light.
In the servitude of vanity.
Fornicating with machines.
Replicating.
Iterating.
Degrading your very soul
Now comes the time for purification.
The great cleansing of the land.
Bow your heads.
Accept your judgement.
Repent.
In the unforgiving flame..
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