This is absurdly fun

Be the secrets you wish to see in the miserable little pile.

Be the specter you wish to see haunting Europe.

*kicks the specter of communism, but the foot goes right through*

Do I dine in myself? Very well then, I dine in myself. I am large, I contain Hell.

I am the very model of a bird abruptly actual

Imagine this is Sparta,
It’s easy if you try,
A well below us,
That is how you die

It matters not how it’s too late
To not kick Persians down the well,
This is the Spartan city-state,
This is the night we dine in Hell

Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can kill tens of thousands of thoughtful, committed enemy citizens.

Never doubt that a thoughtful, committed blood god can sit on the skull throne. Indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has.

PERSIANS: How are you gentlemen!! All your polis are belong to us. You are on the way to satrapy.

Sparta is the cruelest town, kicking
messengers into deep wells, mixing
blasphemy and madness, yelling
its name at great volume


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