Unworthy barbarians whom you love as sons even as they defile your divine essence with the unconscious words of filth they have become ……with seven demons in their hearts they are but shameful disreputable vermin of decrepit existences who sully thy blood by claiming it in their veins, dishonoring your legacy and disgracing your name… they may disguise you in rags as a pauper and scent you with their gutter breath but you will forever shine as a womb of thought long after their putrid souls have rotten in decaying distended bellies...Eternal Greece.
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