Ib The Cynic
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Isis, Ishtar, Hecate, Kali
Isis, Ishtar, Hecate, Kali Isis, Ishtar, Hecate... ...come to me. I'm sharpening my Halo Into forest horns I'm sanctifying pages In the protocols of war I've abolished your mythology And vanquished all your gods Liberated your women And eradicated your laws I put books in the temple To anihilate the lie I broke the bones of Chronos To restore what was mine Made of flame Made of mud I'm the many I'm the one! All the children, sing along... Isis, Ishtar, Hecate (Kali), Come to me... I've a splinter in my finger From carrying the cross I sleep in sheets of sulphur And dream of all we've lost I've traveled iron oceans Singing sinful songs To hypnotize and defy Sex starved, lonely gods I'm the woman clothed with the sun Moon beneath my feet Silver spear of Athena The tongue of Kali Made of flame Made of mud I'm the many I'm the one! All the children sing along... Demon! Daughter! Monster! Whore! Obey! Good little slave! Better behave and watch the words you say Ownership laws apply You can break my bones with jagged stones But i will never comply Impotent breeder, flaccid leader Earth and snakes Fires and quakes What once was lost Will be replaced! All that is All that was All that will ever be All that is All that was All that will ever be |
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Player: | nsignificant |
Gender (Visually): | Female |
Race (Visually): | Elf |