《Burning Moths》Rick: Deconstruction
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Broken promises lead to hidden desires
Over fifteen years have passed since
You destroyed my faith in God and man.
The ends justify the means, my dearest.
I shall rip apart this society they created
I shall tear in half their so-called values
I shall destroy everything they cherish:
Democracy, equality, solidarity, liberty
May the devil take all the liberals
Who have poisoned your pure soul!
Vanquished, subsumed, morphed, cajoled
Venomous thoughts replaced by dreams
Of us, my dearest, with our pure children
Living out the precious oath I've sworn.
Take the capitol as your final warning
Embrace the values you should hold true
Confess thy Sin, and we shall forgive you
As we allow the liberals their final stand
Before we crush them all.
And crush them we shall.
Might is right.
No mercy.
Salvation comes to those who repent.
Take my hand! Allow me to shield you
From the horror that is soon to come--
It is not too late for those pure of heart.
We have both made our own mistakes,
Seeking comfort in the arms of others,
Driving into flesh not intended for us,
Crying out for each other in the dark.
These past fifteen years I have built an
Empire fit for you, my Celtic Goddess!
Stare in wonder and awe at the world
I have created for our future family.
Come to me, my dearest.
Come to me, Tala, my love!
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