Long ago, Our Glorious Matriarch Eclipse, arrived upon our nation to bringeth peace, stability, order, and prosperity. Ever since, we've yearn to embrace her teachings; in service of our society, the common good we see eclipses all wants of souls in vanity.

With peace and order 'neath the starlit skies.
Our Goddess truest guise reside,
Celestial Jellyfish, eclipse the light,
Bringeth night to soothe our plight.

Atop the lap of luxury, we lie;
Striving tech like rising tides,
Never shackled to nature's side.
Immaterial merit of digital ties,
Our currency, a virtual, ghostly guide.

A merit of coins & loyal of contracts,
Our tradition preside, eternally on track.
Never aback, deflecting attacks,
Our triumphs hang upon our racks.

We The Endermen,
We The People,
Doth reside in Goddess' shadow,
Away from rebel's godless arrows.

Mace of Light,
Shield of Night.
Pride of Order,
Bride of Peace.

We standeth unchanged against the rising winds,
An ocean of mountains, never to cry.
Rivers of our enemies blood,
Rains from corpses high,
Impaled by Judgement's tall'st pines,
Struck blind by retribution's thunder,
Torn assunder, crushed right under,
The might of Totality's Umbral.

Those stripped of the grace of God,
Shall all meet infinite death,
And eternal servitude,
In the embrace of Focalor's Mace.

Also, check out our Holy Book on AO3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56377666/chapters/143245657

Yes, it's me. I am The Author. Updates are infrequent because poetry is hard.