The prophet said the prophet would come

Beware the works of the prophesier
Heed warning, the dancing words of old
Ramblings of the intellectual miser
Life of mourning, half truths age like mold
Ethereal beings make scribbles of love
Unexpected meetings, delusions of tryst
That which is below is as that which is above
Otherworldly greetings, taste the devil's kiss
Foolish ye who reads their words
Scornful dictators, preachers of alternative
fate
Gathering mass into their herds
Dread generators, creators of fearful hate
Conspirators harnessing wildfires of doubt
Spread suspicions, armed with their holy grail
Fools and fanatics become the most devout
Final missions, belief they can never fail

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