Sacrificial Theopathy

We will give you a fierce and very tangible enemy

For this shall be the root of our cohesion and strength

We shall maw the innocents like weed

For if they are not among the unjust now

Their fall is unavoidable

You shall make your ears deaf to their supplications

Murdering them is an act of love towards your kin

Thine enemy shall be one

Their distinctiveness thou shalt negate

And with rhetoric thou shalt make them one

Simplicity is your virtue and your strength

You will stack accusation after accusation

On their shoulders and refrain from no excess

A lie repeated again and again will grow deep roots

And blossom into a magnificent monstrosity

Surviving many a generation

Thou shalt decree that thine enemy comes

From shores unknown to the man of virtue

Strange lands that breed beings

Devoid of any redeeming qualities

To relieve the faint of heart of their weakness

We shall strip our adversaries of all humanity

They’re either vermin, rabid dogs

Or abstract symbols, a function

They are nothing like us, no bonds can exist

They are an error of History waiting to be corrected

They are dead men walking

They’re already gone, a mere formality

Rejoice, we will build so much joy upon their bones!

The farther you will advance in the pool of guilt

Crimson with the blood of those you wronged

The more brazen your hatred shall become

In the vain hope to silence the echoes of their accusations

Our doctrine shall be the pinnacle of all that is sublime

For by being made of extreme perfection

It will constantly remind you of your failure to be worthy

And, in turn, cause deep waves of anguish

That you will channel into hatred

Directed against more of the innocent

Thou shalt not feel confused when our enemies

Begin to resemble us, mirroring us, mimicking us

For by doing so they are marching to the beat

Of the Lost, toward the pits of History

The hostility of thine enemy shall be the yardstick

Of the sincerity of your conviction

Thine enemy can never hate you enough

Should the quintessence of their hatred fill the Mariana Trench

You would still yell for more with a defiant voice

We shall infuse you with the fumes of spirituality

So that your violence shall spring

Of the firm grounds of fanaticism

Eventually, when all of you have melted into One

You will be ready to run the torture chamber

Thou shalt follow our precepts but when in doubt

Thou shalt imitate the example of those that are purer than you

Do not think nor innovate but imitate

That which has been consecrated

We shall deprive you of any satisfaction being yourself

So that the greatest of your desires is to become one of us

To attain this goal you will shrink from no sacrifice

Snd smell with exhilaration the curls of smoke

Rising from the ashes of that which once was precious to you