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Sacred Haven of Debauchery

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You dream a lot, it's impossible to remember everything, and even if we assume that the dream related to the statement always occurs, the chance of remembering it is still not very high...
O God of Earth and Altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.


G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal