고정된 트윗
A LAMENT FOR EUROPE
For a hundred generations the passion and blood of my fathers built a continent, a cathedral. Driven by divine purpose, toiling to make things on earth as they are in heaven. For a thousand years the craftsmen worked, little makers, meticulous and diligent in their imitation of the Great Maker. The farmers sweated through sorrow and famine, warmed by knowing they were little providers, made in the likeness of the Great Provider.
But the craftsmen have died, the farmers have been driven from their land. Slowly, and then quickly, divine purpose left the hearts of men. Their eyes left the heavens and settled on themselves. Their hearts no longer sought the ways of angels but of animals.
The ashes of Christendom have grown cold, they no longer glow brightly enough to keep the wolves away at night. So the wolves are coming. The sons of Europe will be killed and enslaved, the daughters raped and sold, the cathedral razed to the ground. Weep for the daughters of Europe! Their grace and dignity lost! Weep for the sons of Europe! Their glorious purpose traded for trinkets! Weep for the children of Europe! lost! lost without a guide! without a light in the darkness, with nothing to save them from the wolves.
And curse, curse the traitors who betrayed them! Who hated their fathers and scorned their cathedrals. Who spat on the labor of a thousand years, who wrecked what their fathers built and said “We are better than they”.
The monster they raised will eat them, the fields they salted will starve them, the children they bear will curse them, the evil in their hearts will damn them.
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