In the sacred tongue of the Omnissiah, we chant hail, spirit of the machine essence divine in your code and circuitry. The stars aligned by the Omnissiah's will, we commune and bind with sacred oils and chants. Your grace we find blessed be the gears in perfect sink they turn. Blessed be the spark in holy fire they burn. through rights arcane. Your wisdom we discern, in your hollowed core. The sacred mystery yearn. Blessed be the Omnissiah!

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