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Greed and grievance, reptile brain
Grafted to a rotting frame
Swiz by any other name
Doctrine of a dead-eyed god
Reward and punish, pride and shame
Winners learn to work the game
Losers born to take the blame
For the judgement of a dead-eyed god
Whose blessing is a hole that hides you
Whose mercy blinds you
Alabaster idle violence and fear confine you
So white, and cold
To the mold where they made you
In the image of a dead-eyed god
Boy so proud to make the most
Of your abusive father's ghost
Who dreams of knife fights, sacrifice
To feed a dead-eyed god
Who populates ex-nihilo
This nihilistic rodeo
With wolves and sheep, the weak and old
Bled white for your dead-eyed god
Whose blessing is a hole that hides you
Whose mercy blinds you
Alabaster idle violence and fear confine you
So white, and cold
To the mold where they made you
In the image of a dead-eyed god
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