Temporary Temples - Byzantine

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No genetic code shall exist from this race

Hallelujah these scars are not permanent fixtures

They all shall fade away with time

The stars twinkle in the void

As two legged creatures scheme and dream in vain

In your minds you are temples

But in reality you are a disgrace

We give you temples of warning

Temporary signs of distress

The fissures you saunter are cracking

And your death, an imbalance it won’t make