
If you really want to vent at the architects of the "Great" Human Sacrifice and the Second World Human Sacrifice, look a little closer.
And did those feet in ancient time.
Walk upon Englands mountains green:
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On Englands pleasant pastures seen!
And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?
Bring me my Bow of burning gold;
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire!
I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In Englands green & pleasant Land.
Those cricket fans have no idea what they're singing do they...
Back then the Tommies weren't so stupid. The truth is a nasty bitch that can bite and bite hard and sometimes you might not like it or wish it were different, but you owe it to yourself to face it with a tenth of the courage with which those men faced MG42 fire from their cousins.
Freedom for all. No more wars. No more hatred. No more manipulations.
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