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THE KING of willing servants has THE HOLY NAME.
A laity of hubris? An imprisonment of shame;
Lonely destitution, but brimming with blame.
You venerate yourself as if you were THE SON.
Seeking to be sought, you'll find not even one.
Only through vanity might charity seem tame;
For love becomes insanity by the lust for fame.
Your insolent way of pride is entirely undone;
A solitary kingdom composed of, truly, none.
It was by apostasy that you forsook THE LIGHT;
Now are you bound in chains of darkness tight.
