The One Ring


It seems that

                     The calf was not golden                        

Now the legions of the

One God

Prostrate them selves

At the altar

Of the Ring

That carcass of forgotten sunlight  

Whose decomposed body

Now permeates our flesh

Released from Earths

Hidden deep

The One God minions rage

And plunder blinded

To the plight

Of the starving

The Ring is what we defend

What we cherish

What we will all ultimately

Die for

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