There's no foe against time
To defeat the immense power of death
See your own failure reflecting in your eyes
Your deceit have become indoctrination
Injected through the veins of the living
Spread like larvae into the masses

Defiling your holy tablets, burning your scrolls
Your wretched laws, your divine plan for conquest
You'll never cross our lines, a dead army is entrenched
Pus-throwers will vomit rot on all your weakened existence

Your liturgy is not heard by anyone
Muted by dread and horrors
Death is unconquerable
Scattered into nothingness, the starless space
Your feeble shouting, failed and corrupted psalms
Your gluttony, transformed into famine

Chains that cannot ensnare any being
Decease controls your withered faith
Proselytes are lost with no shepherd
Crushed to dust, your unattainable victory

Throw yourself at the feet of darkness
You will not rob consciences anymore
The gloomy whirlwind is the sole destroyer
Unstoppable ruin maker, cleansing off your decrees

Mobilized into battle
A neverending war till your termination

There are not enough ages to fulfill your vision
The dark gate is impassable
Demise, like tumultuous waves
Will tear your words to pieces
Foul doctrines rotting with your pride
Multitudes of the undead inhale it all

Your tyrant speech is now silenced
A distant echo dissolved in the void
Your execution is decided already
Your ending, squashed by your arrogance

Defiling your holy tablets, burning your scrolls
Your wretched laws, your divine plan for conquest
You'll never cross our lines, a dead army is entrenched
Pus-throwers will vomit rot on all your weakened existence

Only death is the one allowed
To choose the fate of consciousness

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