Word Of God Speak - MercyMe
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Betrayed by their faith as they cry.
Defeated again, the masses are helpless.
Feeble slaves in the eyes of the new god.
The temple resounds with rites of Satan.
It is time to worship our new master.
The left-handed path beckons.
Holy eyes weep the blood of their god.
A chasm of infinity now awaits.
Blackness of entropy, you belong to Lucifer.
Burning churches echo with the hymns of doom.
Cower and behold the death of your false hope.
The dark messiah is who we search for.
Cold rays of moonlight describing his rank.
Satan's blood, it infects your soul.
Satan's blood, it is dark as coal.
Covered with blood of faith and dead prayers.
We walk deeper into dark territory.
Holiness destroyed as the gates torn free.
He is the master of the dark arts.
Hypnotic eyes to break your mind.
Mystic circle will close this oath.
Burn the light as a symbol to fight.
Satan and I are as one.
For the delights of hell are to come.
Father Satan, our almighty god.
Together we are as one in darkness.
To battle by the side of the devil.
To hear his victorious roars across the land.
To seize hordes of religious sheep.
Open the gates to the valley of twilight.
Standing above is our master.
Cowering below are the beaten sheep.
He breeds panic throughout the masses.
Now are the first days for soul eating demons.
They will feast upon thy prayers.
know god, know peace!!!
His lungs are filled with so much water.
The body swimming with countless maggots.
We shall not mourn his final passing.
I feel great pleasure in his watery death.
I stare at his bloated corpse and slice off the empty head.
I peel away the flesh and wash off the skull.
It is time to return to my shadowy realm.
To a hero's welcome from our darkened demons.
I proudly place my prize right beside my altar.
Behold!
The god of heaven is now dead!
btw, this is an awesome song
- Baha'i Writings