The sands of time carry honorable pasts.
Earth's history is told in artifacts.
Some are preserved, and some are destroyed.
Nicole Kali bridges the intentional void.
My preternatural force sews broken pieces together.
I'm a warrior goddess kickin' ass in black leather.
I let my beast run wild, and live in dark woods.
I represent the personification of freedom and good.
I embodied all of nature, and my followers understood.
They accepted other beliefs but stayed true to their own.
Priestesses conjured with runes of stone.
Queens were fierce rulers who could handle things alone.
They kicked royal ass while occupying the throne.
Spiritual realms overlapped with the human one.
Ancient people had temples where they praised the Sun.
With truth on my side, watch me replace the vibrant world bastards partially erased.
For millennia, cowards start cultural wars and justify everything they're fighting for.
Economic factors drove battle rates and bloody conflict between city-states.
Aphrodite's temple burned, Egyptian lives lost.
Trade routes were secured, but what was their cost?
Jerusalem's siege
The Crusades were brutal bloodshed. For divination, you could be found dead.
Often it's hatred and fear before violence on others.
Or religious imperialism makes lovers kill lovers.
While the old age flourished, there was chaos as well.
Rome corrupted democracy and the empire fell.
Human sacrifices continued. Don't ask, don't tell.
Christianity became a power apparatus, no longer confined to a mere cult-like status.
It's telling how quickly this turned the tides.
Support for fake truth spelled paganism's demise.
Where sex was worshipped openly, devotees were shamed.
And when society needs scapegoats, non-Christians are blamed.
Imagine an era with thousands of views reduced brutally in time to more than a few.
There were gaps for women's power, assaults against gods.
Nature fought back ferociously but she was suppressed.
They bound the foundation on which balance rests.
From my magic, reality's exposed.
This imposed system's failed, it's time to go.
They resist bondage and will set things right.
Strong and untamed, we lead the fight.
Wendy O. Williams from The Plasmatics
A planetary clash with ancient night.
Our influence is timeless. Plutocracy won't forget it.
No matter how much is changed or waged upon through war...
Indigenous elders show how we lived before.
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