Away, away, away they slowly trickle,
Followers drenched in toxicity drip, drip, drip
One by one by one down a polylithic tree.
Below, outraged denizens hurl poisonous lies,
Truths burning away doubts embattled with straw;
Where concerned hearts bleed concerning thorns
Garnered, by every bramble they’ve caught..
Misunderstandings surround, begging all below:
Hollow, hollow, hollow, hate, hate, hate, know, know, know..
Followers love falsehoods, the truth is in the strings:
They prefer venom; they prefer snakes;
They prefer constriction of monolithic make..
“They,” are the straw men, not like you and me
Us, we aren’t like that, how could we possibly be?
They are tied together, with emotional chains,
We are tied together, the strings in our coats are the same!
Blending, blinding, blending, my lies rattle your chains–
Oh, your bones may rattle too, breaking with my truth
But pay it no mind, those aren’t hooks in you,
Only faith in strings and a lovely new coat..
Truth, truth, truth, like monolithic coats, draped, draped, draped
Toxic veils over the void, where we all lie, fearing polylithic awe,
Happy, happy, happy to buy coats for hollow men made of straw.
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