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God is a wizard
Without any flair
Look what he created
Rules and lambs as him
How weak the world is
Making black look white
Grand clowns hold the sword
Little fools pray for them
Why not ** out the feeble
and ban the morons
but the Morningstar
shaked his head
and enlightened me by his wit
dont seek for ideal world
chaos is the marrow of utopia
let the freaks run wild
only their existing
makes us rich and joyful
dont seek for ideal world
chaos is the marrow of utopia
let the retards grow fat
they are the source of our food
better keep them alive
keep them alive
better than extinction
keep them ignorant
when you eat
they will be grateful for you
