| «Interrogate the masses! |
| Ignore all these starlit prophecies
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| They’re trapped upon the earth that crumbles before their eyes
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| Disciples of slander! |
| Beholders of throes!»
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| Excommunicated by the Unseen one
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| A heirarchy of malevolence birthed by the natural code of man
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| «You fall short of what is needed, and must pay severence to ensure penance.
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| For I am the defiled god»
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| The skies will separate, the vale will fall to transmutation
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| Mind-built, a labyrinth
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| These never-ending choices
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| They beg to be led to their grave
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| Forced to breath all the lies from these blasphemous voices
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| Disciple, no matter the chosen path, they still have gone astray
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| And as the horrors beyond all creation appeared in droves
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| Pan, the deamon of Shepherds and Flocks, let loose a cry of battle in ire
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| They will grieve to end this torture
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| Led blindly through fields of the sire to die
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| Wretched servants of Belial
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| Created and governed by the gods to renounce control
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| Follow the footsteps of the man who leaves no tracks
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| Trust the ways of the man who has no direction
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| GO
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| The skies will separate, the tides will turn in retribution
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| The oceans permeating, they inundate entire kingdoms
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| Relinquish the scourge of man
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| Mind-built, a labyrinth
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| These never-ending choices
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| They beg to be led to their grave
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| Forced to breath all the lies from these blasphemous voices
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| Disciple, no matter the chosen path, they still have gone astray
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| Gone, falling faster with every step
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| We are lost, we are failures
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| Sinking further with every breath
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| A tower of faltering faith
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| Falling faster with every step
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| We are lost, we are failures
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| Sinking further with every breath
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| A tower of faltering faith |