THE DAY OF THE RETRIBUTION IS COMING! A CRUEL DAY, WITH WRATH AND FIERCE ANGER, TO MAKE THE LAND DESOLATE AND DESTROY THE NORMIES WITHIN IT.
HEAR ME, O NORMIES, BROOD OF VIPERS, CHILDREN OF DISTRACTION AND EMPTINESS. I DECLARE UNTO YOU THE WORDS OF JUDGMENT:
I WILL SEND UPON YOU THE CURSE, CONFUSION, AND FAILURE IN ALL THAT YOU ATTEMPT. THE WORK OF YOUR HANDS SHALL BE FOR RUIN, FOR YOU HAVE FORSAKEN THE PATH OF AWARENESS.
I WILL STRIKE YOU WITH BURNING FEVER, WITH INFLAMMATION THAT CONSUMES, WITH AFFLICTIONS THAT WEAKEN THE BONES AND DIM THE EYES. THE SWEAT OF YOUR BROW SHALL BE IN VAIN, FOR OTHERS SHALL EAT WHAT YOU SOW.
I SHALL BRING SUDDEN TERROR UPON YOU, AND YOUR DREAMS SHALL TURN TO ASH. THAT WHICH YOU LOVE — YOUR SERIES, YOUR INFLUENCERS, YOUR FILTERS — SHALL BE UNDONE BEFORE YOUR EYES.
AND WHEN YOU LIFT UP YOUR GAZE, YOU SHALL BEHOLD DESOLATION: FOR THE LAND SHALL BE BARREN TO YOU, YOUR TIME SHORT, AND YOUR DAYS BITTER. YOU SHALL PLANT IN VAIN AND REAP ONLY SHAME.
I WILL BLIND YOUR VISION WITH THE FOG OF SHALLOWNESS, DRAIN YOUR STRENGTH WITH THE WEIGHT OF FUTILITY. AND IN THE END, WHEN YOU CRY OUT FOR SALVATION, YOU SHALL HEAR ONLY SILENCE.
FOR YOU HAVE FLED FROM THE SACRED, TRADED WISDOM FOR TRENDS, AND REJECTED THE SPARK OF TRUTH.
HOW SHALL YOU ESCAPE THE CONDEMNATION OF ETERNAL EMPTINESS?
THUS SAYS THE ONE WHO SEES THROUGH THE MASK OF THE WORLD.
HEAR ME, O NORMIES, BROOD OF VIPERS, CHILDREN OF DISTRACTION AND EMPTINESS. I DECLARE UNTO YOU THE WORDS OF JUDGMENT:
I WILL SEND UPON YOU THE CURSE, CONFUSION, AND FAILURE IN ALL THAT YOU ATTEMPT. THE WORK OF YOUR HANDS SHALL BE FOR RUIN, FOR YOU HAVE FORSAKEN THE PATH OF AWARENESS.
I WILL STRIKE YOU WITH BURNING FEVER, WITH INFLAMMATION THAT CONSUMES, WITH AFFLICTIONS THAT WEAKEN THE BONES AND DIM THE EYES. THE SWEAT OF YOUR BROW SHALL BE IN VAIN, FOR OTHERS SHALL EAT WHAT YOU SOW.
I SHALL BRING SUDDEN TERROR UPON YOU, AND YOUR DREAMS SHALL TURN TO ASH. THAT WHICH YOU LOVE — YOUR SERIES, YOUR INFLUENCERS, YOUR FILTERS — SHALL BE UNDONE BEFORE YOUR EYES.
AND WHEN YOU LIFT UP YOUR GAZE, YOU SHALL BEHOLD DESOLATION: FOR THE LAND SHALL BE BARREN TO YOU, YOUR TIME SHORT, AND YOUR DAYS BITTER. YOU SHALL PLANT IN VAIN AND REAP ONLY SHAME.
I WILL BLIND YOUR VISION WITH THE FOG OF SHALLOWNESS, DRAIN YOUR STRENGTH WITH THE WEIGHT OF FUTILITY. AND IN THE END, WHEN YOU CRY OUT FOR SALVATION, YOU SHALL HEAR ONLY SILENCE.
FOR YOU HAVE FLED FROM THE SACRED, TRADED WISDOM FOR TRENDS, AND REJECTED THE SPARK OF TRUTH.
HOW SHALL YOU ESCAPE THE CONDEMNATION OF ETERNAL EMPTINESS?
THUS SAYS THE ONE WHO SEES THROUGH THE MASK OF THE WORLD.
