The almighty's devine breath is being deviously chilled
by one surpent's hurl of restrain
this surpent's momentous material be that of a Richard Perle
The devine breath being the seed of life to every connection's biological clock
Oil in which bleeds through our veins of life
Subliminally siphened through works refined to motivate unholy machines
Feeding the revolations of an industrial complex
Who's rectum be that only motivated by drainage let by one's military
God is on his death bed, and somebody is trying to unplug the process in which pushes all
If one's blood is purely nothing more than a nullity, their breath of life will trifle
Fundamentally leaning towards the detriment of all flesh in unity
