The King’s First Lieutenant (COTS)

My brethren it is you who have caused wars in diver places      
Bombs bursting in air, extinction of human races      
We have fought your wars in the Heaven, held back the roaring seas      
You kneel to technology, eat from the Synagogue of Satan's feast, mouths absorb ingredients spliced with ill-fated causing diseases      
     
Close your eyes and listen to what your pineal gland tells you                
It is the code of your DNA, the core to the wonders of the world, the morality you crave you cannot get by hunting for toxic food                
Sit, meditate, and listen to Mother Nature when she cries                
The trees are disappearing, cloud seeding, pollution, not enough bees to pollinate, and no one can tell you why                    
In the motherland, manmade weapons killing the beautiful beasts that runs so free                
Netting, encasing them in Zoological coops and allow mortals to pay to see                              
Viruses, plagues, shortages, inflation, recession, and tainted abode will decorative lead                
Not my words, this is what the government has professed, investigated, and said                
                
The hushed secrets of the seven seas                
Where the siren calls to lure the make believe                
The tide washes the footprints of time riddled upon the land                
Overtaken the shores to cleanse the fallacies of woman, child, and man                
What do You see when you look at the sun                
On the other side of life, it rises on another Kingdom                

Tell me before the rains come as sure as the thunder and lightning marked                
Artificial intelligence, throughout charged gigabytes sparked                
Erected towers, wireless connections                
The new wave of communication allegiance of the United Nations                
Open your eyes, awakening from your trance                
I’ve have seen the cometh of the Book of Revelations a war begotten of the beast and humanity’s last chance                
The remnant of the Morning Star’s seed                
Separatism of hatred, bigotry, racial disparity, from the meek, shall be the earth’s newest creed                
Over the rainbow, harmony, serenity, shall be found past the cradle of the stars, will cast down the blood entranced by the illumination of the moon        
The celestial enforcement for the Children Of The Sun spiritual battle, hovering over your planet we loom    
The Ankh we stand for, the begotten son and the promise of life, death, and resurrection shall becometh soon      
     
We are here to locate our Queen then we will decree what is rightfully ours  
 
 
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