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Appendix A: The Minstrels Speak lam the one — the Orgasmatron The out-stretched grasping hand My image is of agony, my servants rape the land. Obsequious and arrogant, clandestine and vain Two thousand years of misery and torture in my name. Hypocrisy made paramount, paranoia of the law My name is called Religion Sadistic sacred whore. I twist the truth, I rule the world My crown is called deceit. lam the Emperor of lies, you grovel at my feet. Irob you and I slaughter you Your downfall is my gain But still you play the sycophant And revel in your pain. And all my promises are lies, all my love is hate lam the Politician and I decide your fate. I march before a martyred world An army for the fight. I speak of great heroic deeds, of victory and might. Thold a banner drenched in blood lL urge you to be brave I lead you to your destiny I lead you to your graves. Your bones will build my palaces Your eyes will stud my crown For I am Mars — the God of War And I will cut you down. 155 (Orgasmatron by Ian “Lemmy” Kilmister — “Motorhead”’) Atlantis, Alien Visitation, and Genetic Manipulation