Divine Sentence — The Hammer
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When the hammer
Comes crashing
We’ll be the anvil
For your passing
Reduced to nothing
Pile up the rocks
Inside your glass homes
Your times, your morals
The need for backwards perspectives
Outdated flawed dialects
Your thwarted notion of justice
The new breed, we finally moved past this
Reformist concepts, you reap what you sow
But these daggers move on their own
The course of history, no contingency
The wait is over, bleeding causality
Judgement will be passed
Determined to suffer
The pain inflicted
By your indifference