Lost Coast Chanties
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Upon the ruined temple of City Seven lies a door.
And on this door, some say, resides a piece of paper.
Its contents have long since faded.
Yet can be barely made out under the scorching sun.
And on this door, some say, resides a piece of paper.
Its contents have long since faded.
Yet can be barely made out under the scorching sun.
THE TWENTY-FIVE CONDEMNATIONS
Let the SINS of the so-called BENEFACTORS be HEARD. I CONDEMN them for their NUMEROUS CRIMES:
- MURDERING MILLIONS
- ENSLAVING BILLIONS
- STEALING our CHILDREN
- DESTROYING our HOMES
- CONDEMNING us to SUFFERING
- ROBBING us of our PAST
- DESTROYING our FUTURE
- MOCKING our PRESENT
- TURNING us into ANIMALS
- HERDING us like SHEEP
- CONSUMING us like PRODUCT
- MAKING us STARVE
- MAKING us THIRST
- TEARING our FAMILIES
- KILLING our BONDS
- TURNING us against ANOTHER
- MAKING us kill ANOTHER
- MURDERING the WEAK
- OPPRESSING the POOR
- CORRUPTING our MINDS
- DRUGGING us UP
- STEALING us from our SLEEP
- CUTTING our LIMBS
- TAKING our EYES
- MAKING us WEEP
May they be judged GUILTY. May they be PUNISHED for their CRIMES. May the earth TEAR OPEN and CONSUME THEM.
For every CRIME, may they suffer a THOUSAND YEARS of DAMNATION.