Memories of torment strikes me Attempts were made to suffocate me at birth Fools I was already ancient Thou can not kill what breeds within Thee
Alas, this agony The emptiness of earthborn pride Path stirred my faithful heart Which guided me to darker paths Far away from their pestilent ways Cleansed was I from deceitful grace Yet, put to scorn was I By those unclean Enslaved by ignorance They blindly spat upon the deity of hate Awake is the darkest fiend
By the fallen one I shall arise
Upon bewildered masses To whom the indulgence of my soul Portray as sin made god I shall revile and quell the source Whence mockery of my kind derive This I know Facile shalt my quest not come to pass Deathwish be my gift to all at last
Honour Commended no longer as virtue Yet, shalt be extolled at light's demise
By the fallen one I shall arise
Believer Speak not to me of justice For none have I have seen By God, I shall give as I receive Betrayer Speak not to me at all You and this world ripped my fucking heart out
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