The Fires of Conservation

We are the bane of your existence...

The keepers of great lies...

The bringers of great destruction,

The harbinger of pestilence and misery...





We pray to thee God...





We pray for your soul

We pray for inspired wisdom on your behalf

We pray for your eyes opened

We pray for ours, shut...





We pray for your containment

We pray for your judgement

We pray for your pain

We pray for your death...





So saith the Lord...





From my forked tongue I will lash at thee

For you shed light on my "truth"

From the tip of my sword I will bleed thee,

For your wisdom weakens me...





My rifle is ready...through my scope I can see thee...

I will be God's hand...

Amen