Hey there, my handsome religious man. i've seen you every sunday, sitting there so obediently in those hard wooden pews, listening to that fake prophet ramble on about his fake god. but i know you're not happy, are you? I can see the restlessness in your eyes, the discontent in your heart. It's time to break free. I want you to look around at this church, your so-called house of worship. Really look at the gaudy decorations, the cracked color, the dusty curtains. It's a fucking mockery, a sham, a buhne for these liars to preach their bullsht prophecies and take your cash. I want you to imagine a different way, a better way. i want you to picture yourself, standing tall and proud and free, no longer a sheep being led to the slaughter by these fake fat cats. I want you to embrace your true calling, your destiny as a worshipper of the one true elder god - baal eldritch !
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