Reasons and trials, when in time they'll shooteth forth, Oh,
thou wilt wrangle in resignation, smote all philosophy and
doctrines, life is but chalkstone wrote in the sand, alas, spare
or shew me no favor, precepts to a Ghost whose shadow is
the greatest myth of all time, an ode to this covenant of death
takes away one’s ikigai, and squandering time in a molded
mosque or a coercing church only corrupts my ideology. I
need not dispense my concern on such matters of indoctrination,
for I follow no one but the sun that rises in the East. Noblemen
who praise God are the ones who dine with the devil and pick
your pockets, I dissent upon all that demands my service and
oath to any religious cause in the name of some God who partitions
complete annihilation, I rather serve in Hell with my kind of
philosophy than bow down to some Shadow like some obedient
chained dog, for I live by truth and facts and I’ll never serve
one book of Servitude and Torture.