Sycophants union song
Talk of deities and what went wrong
Painting bleak friezes of damaged majesty
Flavour of the century
Aye-aye iconoclast
Captain nothing without his flock of men
In the shit stream shallows
Fools dig for fools gold
With solace in delusion
I see through your Mythopoeia
Exceeding nine lives of fidelity
Lilly hopping hallowed son, now I see
Immaculate deflection
Raining vale of fears
I have no shadow
Light permeates me
Pixel eye projection
Felonious throng
Serenity in just letting go
Automated dreams for free
Surrendering so we can just... fall away

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