Worship

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They laughed at us

Kneeling before our alter

Called us freaks

Calling for us to burn

Demanding we play by their rules

Trying to snuff out our power

Our essence feared

Our beauty mocked

They were sorry

For once we stood

We were untamable

Unstoppable

Unmatched

They now worshiped at our alter

Sacrificing their souls for a taste of the divine

As is pours from our beings

Bringing with it destruction and ruin

Bringing forth a new day