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O damned sons of Adam
cleanse thy thoughts
and dream behemoth dreams
of chastity and fermented fruit.
O blessed daughters of Eve
wallow on the muddy banks
of the Tigris -- celebrate
the filth of your heritage
This is the body politick
and the anthem of my people
This, o saviors and kind fallen,
is how I might call thee to arms.
O Damned sons
O blessed daughters
O my people
rejoice in the coming
of sunshine, and death.
cleanse thy thoughts
and dream behemoth dreams
of chastity and fermented fruit.
O blessed daughters of Eve
wallow on the muddy banks
of the Tigris -- celebrate
the filth of your heritage
This is the body politick
and the anthem of my people
This, o saviors and kind fallen,
is how I might call thee to arms.
O Damned sons
O blessed daughters
O my people
rejoice in the coming
of sunshine, and death.
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