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For if the false prophet cries, then so may the earth
And may it weep bloody tears, a call whispered over the sands of time
To shed this earthly shell is to become a god
And my decree will be heard forever
I will rule and judge by the sword
The word of man turned god
Through the immortal words of the dead
To the ruling world of the living
Kings will be my slaves
A bringer of false peace will come to cleanse the world of its sins
I am their hatred
I am the bringer the peace
I am their torment
I am the father of lies
I am the bastard god of the blind
I paint pictures of voices in the world's mind
I wreathe myself on my throne of thorns with a headdress made of flesh
To shed this earthly shell is to become a god
And my decree will be heard forever
I raise my sceptor cast in souls!