This blade forged of fire, and honed with the taste of blood
Has pierced the mighty hearts of champions
Shattered their hubris and wrapped them in a sheet
Set fire to their kingdoms,
And left their orphaned children weeping at my feet

I, the Promethean, resign
From this creed of falsehood
These dead and buried gods no longer govern me
With sword in hand I shall defile their place of worship
Now and forever free I reclaim my dignity

The faithful's eyes be gouged
Entrails unwound, and prideful hearts devoured
And to their gilded idols
They will pray in vain
Every ounce of bloodshed
Repaid in full

I, the Promethean, resign
From this creed of falsehood
These dead and buried gods no longer govern me
With sword in hand I shall defile their place of worship
Now and forever free I reclaim my dignity

Rotting within the earth
Entombed in effigy
Relics of the insanity
Of revering the unseen

I, the Promethean, resign
From this creed of falsehood
These dead and buried gods no longer govern me
With sword in hand I shall defile their place of worship
Now and forever free I reclaim my dignity

Madness
Blind faith is madness
But madness knows no end

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