Forced into your mind, passed down through the centuries,
Cultures will collide, holy wars for what?
Holy book of God, holy book of lies
Chanting scriptures in vain,
Hoping to allow to rest,
Hopeful, peaceful life,
Compassion all but gone
Effigy of what=B9s to come,
Hopeless, worthless dreams
Sorrow scars your brain,
End the weak, all is dead
Come see, my light
Misguided fools, I shall guide
Grant thyself, all your minds
Liege Of Inveracity
Follow still you will,
Puppets to take your lord
Only gaining faith for,
An imminent demise
Reduce your wretched mind,
With these false prophecies
Now I will prevail,
All servants left to rot
A new race I will now create,
As I end their pitiful lives
My destiny has only begun,
To torture future minds