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The Empire of Lies
Enemies of freedom gather around,
Self-appointed rulers of hearts and minds.
Hubris rules, mutual applause the only sound
Permitted by the darkness of their kinds.
What harms are plotted, to grind the faces
Of the Poor, and those who lived yet free
Secure in their power, no need for divine Graces
That mitigate the errors made by you and me.
But they were all of them deceived – for Darkness lurks
Behind every lofty exhortation of secular good.
They believe it not, but all their works
Are a trap set, by the great Accuser of the Good.
Our battle is not of this world, for if it were
A last crusade might yet be mounting higher.
Fasting and prayer, our calling pure
That turns their dross to gold in fire!
