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God is dead!

Upon the rocks at the shore.

He was betrayed

By the hands of doves,

By the claws of silver combs,

Through hearts of broken glass.

She was bruised beyond flesh;

Bewitched by the enchanted forests of lies;

By mere truth tellers dancing around.

God is dead!

I saw his corpse yesterday,

Tomorrow you will too,

For today we are in shock.

God is dead!

Inform the gravediggers.

Inform the gypsies,

Tell Nyx to wear her starry gown.

Put shackles on Prometheus;

Bring Zeus down;

He won’t be of use anymore.

The true god you created is dead!

ZB

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