PRO*ME*THE*US: This Is Our Mantra. This Is Our Heartbeat. This Is Our Every Thought And Our Every Breath. And This Is The Principle That Will Save Our People. ---CGO
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SPEAK THE WORD
by CGO
Speak the Word
In a time of Trouble,
Golden Child!
Dreamchild,
In a time of Trouble,
Speak the Word!
Speak the Word
In the face of the Whirlwind.
SPEAK THE WORD
IN THE FACE OF THE WHIRLWIND!!!
Speak the Word
To God's Children
In the Day Of Their Distress
To give them Hope and Comfort
So that they may take Heed
And save themselves from Judgement
For THE BIRD IS THE WORD.
His name is PROMETHEUS,
The Existential Sufferer,
Always dying, but never dead.
Dying, not for our sins,
As a propitiary sacrifice,
But for the PRINCIPLE
That Sets Us All Free:
THAT WE ALWAYS HAVE A CHOICE,
And, like Him, We must make the right one.
That We *MUST NOT*, We *CANNOT*
Bow down to The Great Lie.
WE MUST DEFY IT, WHATEVER THE COST,
So that, though their minds be uncertain,
They will listen to their Hearts
And fly to the Fortress
So that Jotham's Curse may be fulfilled.
Until the Storybook closes
And all flesh is no more
There is only one long, neverending afternoon:
April 19, 1993.
Will you partake of the Gruesome Banquet
Your would-be masters have put before you?
Will you take their Mark, be their slave,
And shake their striped Sheenie shitrag?
Or will you spit in their scaly, serpentine faces,
Like He did, all those years ago,
Knowing Your fate will be the same?
The Universe awaits your Answer,
And the Fate of Your Immortal Soul
Depends upon it.
How do YOU stand on Double EE Road?
Speak the Word
And the Ax will tell.
----6/22/2018.
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SPEAK THE WORD
by CGO
Speak the Word
In a time of Trouble,
Golden Child!
Dreamchild,
In a time of Trouble,
Speak the Word!
Speak the Word
In the face of the Whirlwind.
SPEAK THE WORD
IN THE FACE OF THE WHIRLWIND!!!
Speak the Word
To God's Children
In the Day Of Their Distress
To give them Hope and Comfort
So that they may take Heed
And save themselves from Judgement
For THE BIRD IS THE WORD.
His name is PROMETHEUS,
The Existential Sufferer,
Always dying, but never dead.
Dying, not for our sins,
As a propitiary sacrifice,
But for the PRINCIPLE
That Sets Us All Free:
THAT WE ALWAYS HAVE A CHOICE,
And, like Him, We must make the right one.
That We *MUST NOT*, We *CANNOT*
Bow down to The Great Lie.
WE MUST DEFY IT, WHATEVER THE COST,
So that, though their minds be uncertain,
They will listen to their Hearts
And fly to the Fortress
So that Jotham's Curse may be fulfilled.
Until the Storybook closes
And all flesh is no more
There is only one long, neverending afternoon:
April 19, 1993.
Will you partake of the Gruesome Banquet
Your would-be masters have put before you?
Will you take their Mark, be their slave,
And shake their striped Sheenie shitrag?
Or will you spit in their scaly, serpentine faces,
Like He did, all those years ago,
Knowing Your fate will be the same?
The Universe awaits your Answer,
And the Fate of Your Immortal Soul
Depends upon it.
How do YOU stand on Double EE Road?
Speak the Word
And the Ax will tell.
----6/22/2018.
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