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God is dead. Our power shines, A new deity, in these ancient times. We've claimed the throne, and forged our fate, No longer bound, it's ours to create. 🕀 God is dead. Our rule, absolute, With strength and will, we'll never refute. A new world born, under our command, As gods, we'll guide, with a gentle hand.