Their souls belong to me
I tore down their king
Now wear his broken crown
And sing hymns to the void
The wretched is me
Excavating their dread
Through hope I lured them
Toxins face my words
Hear the forked tongue choirs
The flames begin to ignite
Hordes flow through the white gates
Disciples drop to their knees
Converting those who surrender their faith
Blood flows through the white palace
Despondency will flood my conscience
Adversary, he journeys through their minds
Shrouded in embers
I hunt down the cherubs
Who wish to protect
The pillars of reverence
With rusted void spears
They implode in disgrace
Singing dismal liturgies, only I listen
When it all ends, this is what you will hear
Utopia will burn
Black smoke marks my return
Dragging him from this throne room
Watch your kingdom conquered
And face the trials of scorn
From those who laid down their weapons for me
Witness me feast on your broken savior
Devouring your god
In the final moments he will sing my dismal liturgies
