Twas the day of dawning of the doom of man-
The day perspective human’s left the Light’s plan-
The candidate for higher souls shirked from what was involved-
When the Rats came along pimping for the dark side the plebs thought it was all solved-
A shortcut not involving all that work, pain, strife with harsh lessons learned-
And they could feed their perverted selfish lust for which their slovenly souls burned-
So the sheep partied on and herd punished any who asked-
Why they did not keep to the hard lessons learned the Light had tasked-
The souls with if they wanted to evolve beyond primitive two legged animals with burning lust-
If they wanted to evolve to a species with souls the Light could trust-
To attend to their own affairs without the Light’s guiding beings-
These many lives given the primitive souls a test of the Light seeing-
If the experimental species would live or die-
The way they run after the Rat’s illusion means for humanity, it is good bye-
A failed species too proud in their evil and ignorance to humble themselve-
The Light says there is simply nothing else to do left.
Ragnorok must come, the Rat’s illusion must die-
The fickle souls must pay the price for embracing the Rat’s lie!
The Ole dog!