Zombie Zealots you are.
Walking dead amongst the Living,
Lovers of dark nightmares,
Thieves of spontaneous dreams,
Warmongers in land of peace and prayers,
Vile race of genocide worshippers,
I disavow you.
Heralds of a hideous future, you are.
Killers of unborn hopes,
Fighters of simple truths,
Slaughterers of inoffensive thought,
Thinkers in' black or white' strategy,
Black ravens feeding on dead ideology,
Hate lovers, blood-thirsty vampires,
I deny you.
Scars on creation's face, you are.
Lost souls in hell's cold furnace,
Black blot in History's blank race,
God's blasphemy to human intelligence,
Distorted minds, a décor, a blind you are,
I pity you.
I pity you.
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