The ark was conveyed to their Shiloh.
And there is their father's hollow.
Then they seized the medium to deflower
The virgin precepts of the thriving pillar.
They offered pleasant burning swimming incense,
That irritates the kings person in persistence.
And they abuse the power sheltering the cherubims,
Greeting mothers and damsels with moistured glottis.
They'd said 'rain will not fall for decades.'
But after those words the sky cries helplessly for the mirades.
Now they went to war drowned in pride.
And destructive death took them on ride.
They're still lurking in those axis.
Hophni and Phinehas; prophets in disguise are ordering practice.
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