This perverted world wouldn’t cease to amaze the simple.
I heard the drum sound from a distant land. A near Tropical Forest. It beat to assemble the Foolish Elect.
The Elect have gathered to celebrate their sorrow. And there arrive the Wise. Who come disguised to silence the Nunc Dimitri.
These people just gathered and you say they are worthless? You the Wise, get schooled again.
Times and the Reality 