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Okay, dunderheads,

listen up:

ol' satan and god himself been all getting in a pissing contest for an edge in the soul market.



Bean counting or no bean counting,

it's gotta stop.



So, we're takin' back the contracts,

rescinding the prayers,

we're refusing to name,

to believe,

to fear,

to worship.



Let the lakes of fire be quenched,

as the walls of heaven disappear.



Let the checkmate be averted,

a draw,

with a handshake between infinite adversaries,

much chagrined at long useless destructive enmity,

both for once at a loss for words,

all finally quiet,

able to hear,

in the distance,

the crying of a single infant.