Of course not.
Phantom slides are so ridiculous
The truth is never told
(Them and their monopoly.)
So gullible, yet so incredulous
And their houses built on shifting sands
The balance of the wheel goes ‘round!
The stars are not deceived by pretense.
Darkness awaits the Light
Light awaits the Darkness
Primordial predestination rules
United we stand on the tight rope
between the two.
Raise your eyes, dear children!
Get off your knees, descendants!
Let Nature find refuge behind our shield
We are the Kingdom Of Heaven
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