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Paul! Lang

Dragon Egg Salad

I see it dawning

The Great SinBathed in gold and light

Rising to flight

On the wings of a pregnant momentI was a seed shot at heaven but got thrown to earth

I found myself lacking desired glories

Ero ego DuesEgeo nulla amor

Libra nos a veritate

Libra nos ab innocentia

I succeeded in making my omelet without breaking any eggs

It tasted pretty much like cedar cheese

Envision the resolution

A deluded constitution to end prostitutionEvolution of ammunition

With eternal, infernal bullets

Hold strong to substitutionsAnd fear not hell or high-tide

Wash up Noah's overdue pollution

Burns away what's leftHallows right

Fear not hell or high tide

Since the God diedAnd we're merely soldiers in a greater war

We're merely Christians

But the void calls for more

And I want to take a nap

I'm Scrambled from the inside out

Libera nos a bonum futurum

We have a medical diagnosisFor people who say 'I am God'

We have a place to put the men

Who burn their hands in galactic lanterns

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And sterilize themselves to future glories

I think I'd rather be a poached egg

I'm Scrambled from the inside outLibera nos a bonum futurum

And we're merely ChristiansJust parts of a whole

Sheep in a flock, in a congregation

Commanders of angelsSons of God

Patrons of stars

Knights of eternityWe're merely Christians

But some times I want to be

The Messiah

And some times I'd rather be aPoached egg

And the Kings of of the earthWill take their stand

And the devil can shove it up his

Dragon jowlAnd death can sell her sting

We judge the angels

But sometimes I want to be the the Dragon

and sometimes I'd rather be a poached egg

I wanted to be your God

But I needed you too muchI asked to be your tempter

But I couldn't bear your pain

All I can be is an eggFertile with future glories