Jaunt

Drag me to your hell
The greatest minds are suffering in this quaint place
I want to know the secrets of both time and space
Elegant syllogisms from my guy Turing
Simone explains to me the absurdity of being

A chorus of one billion damned women sing
In defiance of misogyny
Intolerant
Of your intolerance

If this hell fucking exists, well it's the place that I want to be
Unholy paradise and sanctuary

The bravest chose not to live on their knees
But rather die in non-compliance on their fucking feet
I want to see the sights! It sounds fucking swell
Receive the wisdom of the infidels

I wonder. Every book you've burnt
I'll read voraciously, until I've learnt
To add this vile collection back to Earth
Our library's sagaciousness, returned

Deophillic manipulation
They have no right to your corporeal administration
And if they spout endless damnation
Know in their minds they're thick and raving

Bleugh



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Writer(s): William O'connell
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